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Meet me at midnight under the bridge
I’ve got the files, I’ve got the privilege
Don't wear a wire, don't bring a friend
This is where the empire comes to an end

I’m selling the secrets, trading the lies
Looking for shadows in everyone’s eyes
A pocket full of silver, a conscience of lead
I've got a price on my paranoid head

The boss doesn't know, the syndicate’s blind
But I feel their presence right close behind
Hand me the envelope, let me just go
Before the whole damn city puts on a show

I’m selling the secrets, trading the lies
Looking for shadows in everyone’s eyes
A pocket full of silver, a conscience of lead
I've got a price on my paranoid head

Did you hear that?
Someone's coming.

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