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Gimme gimme bloodshed |
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Gimme gimme hell yeah. |
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Open your eyes sweet mary jane take a look around, |
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You're miles away from anyone, |
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And no one can hear a sound. |
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Now you're knock,knock,knocking on heavens door while, |
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You're chained to a dirty floor, |
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Your sunshine just got lowered into, |
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Into an early grave. |
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Gimme gimme bloodshed |
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Gimme gimme hell yeah |
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Gimme gimme bloodshed oh yeah. |
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Yeah blood is red sweet mary jane and you know it's trues, |
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It's dripping from body now, |
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And it's filling up this room. |
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And you scream,scream,screaming but no on hears a thing, |
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Cause you're locked away, |
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Your sunshine just got lowered into, |
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Into an early grave. |
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Gimme gimme bloodshed |
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Gimme gimme hell yeah |
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Gimme gimme bloodshed oh yeah. |
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Now i, have a confession, |
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A love affair with smith and wesson, |
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Brutality is my obsession, |
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And i can never get enough. |
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Gimme gimme bloodshed |
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Gimme gimme hell yeah |
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Gimme gimme bloodshed oh yeah. |
