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Queensryche Queensryche

I awoke on impact Under surveillance from the camera eye Searching high and low The criminal mind found at the scene of the crime Handcuffed and blind

They told me to run But just how far Can I go wearing the black mask of fear? The hate in my eyes always gives me away The tension building slowly Now

They've given me a mission I don't really know the game yet I'm bent on submission Religion is to blame I'm the new messiah Death Angel with a gun Dangerous

She always brings me what I need Without I beg and sweat and bleed When we're alone at night And waiting for the call, she feeds my skin Sixteen and

"I've had enough and I want out!" "You can't walk away now." I looked back once And all I saw was his face Smiling, the needle crying Walking out of

It just takes a minute And you'll feel no pain Gotta make something of your life boy Give me one more vein You've come to see the doctor 'Cause I'll

Industry Standard Hospital Noise Telephone please. Dr. Davis, telephone please *door open and close* Dr. Blaire, Dr. Blaire, Dr. J. Hamilton, Dr. J.

For a price I'd do anything Except pull the trigger For that I need a pretty good cause Then I heard of Dr. X The man with the cure Just watch the television

Hey, I'm okay. Another day, another nightmare begins. And the sound that I hear is the relentless firing in my head. Shifting gear in the driver's seat