Thursday 8 November 2007 photo 1/7
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As the sun goes down, I move around Keeping to the shadows Life, hangs by a thread And I've heard it said, that I'll not see tomorrow If that's my destiny, it'll have to be So I'll face the future Running out of time I'm on the line But I'll go down fighting Felt the hand of justice Telling wrong from right Threw me out upon the street in the middle of the night Cybernetic heartbeat Digital precise Pneumatic fingers nearly had me in their vice Not begging you I'm telling you You won't break me You won't make me You won't take me, Under blood red skies You won't break me You won't take me I'll fight you under blood red skies
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