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Someday soon |
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Someday soon |
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Familiar freaks will fill your living room |
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Rugs lash out there lizard tongues |
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Your not getting young |
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Your not getting young |
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But your going to die |
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And your going to be needing all of your eyes |
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You'll be all alone |
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When the cannibals cry |
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All by your self |
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Inside infancy's lie |
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Someday soon |
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Someday soon |
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Television bleeding like a harvest moon |
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Flush the scissors down the hole |
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Your getting old |
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Your getting old |
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And I hate to remind you but your going to die |
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And your going to be needing all of your lies |
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You'll be all alone |
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When the cannibals cry |
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All by yourself |
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Inside infancy's lie |
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Someday soon |
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Someday soon |
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Someday soon |
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Someday soon |
