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  • I woke up in a cold sweat
  • Wriggling and writhing... a man in the net
  • Take the bit in the teeth... put the gun in the hand
  • There ain't no judge this is no man's land
  • It's Sick City
  • Sick City
  • Sick City's got seven sins
  • No place where the conscience wins
  • Misery may be mother
  • One beggar can beg from another
  • Strike with the sword
  • Stricken with the scabbard
  • You won't get far climbing the ladder
  • Gotta take care of necessities
  • Caring for people's a luxury
  • Make sure you get what you need
  • So you threaten with a knife to feed your greed
  • Sick City's got seven sins
  • No place where the conscience wins
  • Sick City's got a sacred secret
  • Save your breath to cool your broth
  • Sick city... swollen land
  • Grease on the palm or a broken arm
  • Sick City has a special flavour
  • A brand new way to love thy neighbour
  • Sick City's got a sacred secret
  • Your guts get full don't drag your legs
  • In Sick City you're better off dead
  • Take the fat with the lean or a hole in your head

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