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The Second (2021 Remaster)
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There's a shape in the shadows, there's a chill in the air But he won't let you get rattled, you won't know that he's there There's no way to do battle when you're caught unaware One blink and he'll be gone, and you'll be dead in your chair Or was he even there? Can you even prepare? For a reckoning a second into catching the glare Of a barrel when the bullet's already in the air Or the chemicals already have your vision impaired? As you try to place the face of that sommelier When you're gonna win the race but find the brakes aren't there On a knife's edge, placed between the fumes and the flare The last breath with a glove in your hair He's a master of disguise, he's an artist with a knife He will catch you by surprise, just a quack and you ignite There's no faster a demise, were you happy with your life? 'Cause it didn't have the time left to flash before your eyes No one ever recalls the second They first come across 47 Because before you've drawn a breath in 47's got you on the floor forgetting If you could only pause a second Can't stall destiny, halt what's meant to be No protection we, all get reckoned the Cause of death will be 47 You can tighten violence by refining the appliance of it Open up your eyes to find the sight of an appliance dropping Right into the bath without a chance to even try and stop it Blur behind the curtain and it's curtains on your crime biopic The same as yesterday? Oh, there's a new chef today I'm sure he can prepare that very rare fish in that special way Also, we can't find the guy we hired just to test your plates Plus, all of your henchmen went and left to go investigate The sound of a coin on the ground And not a shred of evidence will ever be found Take a trip to the facilities with no one around Ain't it tragic how a man can accidentally drown? You've locked the door, you're in your most secure of quarters when It's been a little while since your security reported in A sudden force and then you'll wish you'd brought your snorkel in They find your body bobbing in a mortuary of porcelain No one ever recalls the second They first come across 47 Because before you've drawn your weapon You're already taking that fall from heaven If you could only pause a second Can't stall destiny, halt what's meant to be No protection we, all get reckoned the Cause of death will be 47 Most people went to bed and they simply never woke Take solace in the knowledge that your death will be bespoke Hand crafted, all wrapped up in leather as you choke Every execution executed excellently so Any single person could be 47 lurking He could be working in Burger King Strychnine in your onion rings, snuffing out your underlings 'Fore you get to wondering, you'll be bloodied Stuffed into a cupboard in your underthings The last creak as you stand beneath the chandelier It's the gas leak when you're candlelit for atmosphere It's the last beat as your heart receives the formula The red streak when the beam hits your cornea The mouth feel of your unintended last meal The weapon test where you forgot to check the blast seals The sunset as your body's doing cartwheels Straight over the edge of a ledge or it's the hard steel Scraping on your ribs as you shiver and expire It's the first red fleck on your impeccable attire It's your throat torn to shreds as you're dying to respire As your fingernails are fighting against the tightening of the wire It's a second to forgive, it's a second to forget Every second you have lived for this second of regret Every second is a gift so be careful how you spend 'Cause the second that you've met him is the second that it ends
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