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| Droppin' Many Suckers | Infiltrate the System | The Best of Madball | Set It Off |
| Title: | Set It Off | Artist: | Madball | Album: | N/A |
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I see through bitter eyes and
The fact still remains
I read between your lies
You got beat at your own game
Take a trip with me for soon
I will sin
Without one regret
The pain will begin
As the knife got deeper
I won't go without a fight
But you know the price you'll pay
That price is with your life
Suffering and pain like nothing
In your past
I walk the walk, and my path
Will be your last
Repeat 1st verse
Repeat 1st chorus



