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Stalkin' down the smilin' bone |
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Goin' nowhere fast |
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And somewhere in between these lines |
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Another words at last |
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I'm comin' for the kill |
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Yet this song of something will |
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Rippin' all the tongues within |
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To be emptier still |
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Stalkin' down the electric graves |
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Goin' nowhere fast |
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And somewhere in between these lines |
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Another song at last |
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I'm not comin' for the kill |
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Yet this song of something will |
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Rippin' all the tongues within |
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To be emptier still |
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Stalkin' down this song of something |
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Goin' nowhere fast |
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And somewhere in between these lines |
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Another death at last |
