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No rest for the wicked
No mercy for the rotten
Go create some madness
More coverage than the homeless
Your image here to stay
Your photo on the cover of
Your photo can't get enough
You and I, we read about it
We idolise the criminal mind
Is there a method in our madness?
And we fantasise of committing crimes
And so we remain
You're taken by the story
No escaping from the glory
Never to be forgotten
Now you're believin' in your press
You're not going anyway
Your Photo on the cover of
Your photo can't get enough
Chorus
And so we remain
And so we became
History remains
History today
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