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Blackjack Guillotine




[Music & Words: Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill]


Blackjack guillotine

Razor sharp


Always clean

Gotta lie

Very wide

Once inside she knows what to do

She knows what to do


Skin tight


China white

Just another neon life

In the vein

Leaves a stain

All the time you know that it's true

You know that its true


So tell me what you had in store

It doesn't matter anymore

It never did, it never will

But I'll be out there waiting still


You're moving fast but leaving tracks

A compromise to your attacks

There comes a time you want to take it back

Back


Back


Back

But can't think of nothing I

Can't think of nothing I

Can't think of nothing I

Lack


Junkie


Credit card

Gotta vein

Goes for yards

Hypnotised

You decide

Every neuron's changing its view

Changing its view


Gentlemen


Summarize

Every lie

Well disguised

Don't forget


Neuron death

In the mind awaiting its cue

Awaiting its cue


And so we found it very mod

The worshiping of lesser gods

And lie they do

For lie they must

For they know it's the lie we trust


And so we're out there laying tracks

Wherever there's a vein to pack

There comes a time you want to take it back

Back

Back

Back

Back

But I can't think of nothing

I can't think of nothing

I can't think of nothing

I lack


THE SAILOR ASKED HOW SO YOUNG A MAN

COULD HAVE FALLEN INTO SUCH A TRAP

AND THE OCEAN SAID THE FIRST TIME WAS WITH A FRIEND

WHO NOW CAN'T TAKE IT BACK


IT WAS A FRIENDLY GESTURE

AS THEY ALL CLAIM AT THE TIME

WHEN THAT FRIEND OR KINDLY STRANGER

FREE OF CHARGE GAVE HIM HIS FIRST LINE


TO HARM THIS BOY THEY'RE SURE TO SAY

WAS NEVER OUR INTENT

AND WE WERE AS SHOCKED AS ANYONE

WITH JUST HOW FAR HE WENT


HE NEVER THOUGHT IT DANGEROUS

AS HE STUCK IT IN HIS VEIN

THAT A NEEDLE THAT HAD SEEMED SO SHORT


COULD REACH STRAIGHT INTO HIS BRAIN


IT WAS UPON THIS VERY BEACH

THAT HIS FIRST LINE WAS TRIED

AND WHO'D HAVE THOUGHT WAY BACK THEN

THAT HERE IS WHERE HE'D DIE


IF THESE WORDS SEEM REPETITIOUS

AND THE SUBJECT BEATEN DEAD

THE REASON THAT I STILL SAY IT

IS IT STILL NEEDS TO BE SAID