In Vogue Lyrics - 2006

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I'm in line for the murder. First come first served
You aim from across the hall, your vision blurred
Ist this what you want from me, to hear me scream?
I'll die suddenly my blood on your hands
I'll die like a tragedy you'll live in fame
Here comes the last masquerade
We need a doctor baby
Don't you just love a good time?
I do.