The Anticipation builds, it’s a long way to the dead box.
Your knees Weaken, Countdown Begins.
The Gun Feels Like A Million Pounds, Legs Shaking.
Time Stops, Blaring Whistle.
Danger, Now It Begins.
The Anticipation builds, it’s a long way to the dead box.
Your knees Weaken, Countdown Begins.
The Gun Feels Like A Million Pounds, Legs Shaking.
Time Stops, Blaring Whistle.
Danger, Now It Begins.
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