I get the feeling when the day is getting late
I hear the sound of heavy breathing rising from the sewer grate
I hear the bastards
I hear the bastards
I hear the bastards
They're coming faster again
I feel them drift like sand
I say I feel them drift like sand
I hear the bastards
I hear the bastards
Got no compassion
I hear the bastards again
Why so many faces in the crowd?
Why so many lost and never found?
I hear the
I hear the
I hear the
I hear the bastards
I hear the bastards
They're coming faster
I hear the bastards
I hear the
I hear the
I hear the
I hear the
Again
Why so many faces in the crowd?
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