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Let's fuckin' go |
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Let's go |
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It's ironic |
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You're down here on the floor |
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While the big cigars |
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Stuff their mouths |
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Too close to an early grave |
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Not far from being saved |
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Seventeen miles of hotness |
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Is your favorite pick up line |
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It's ironic |
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You're down here on the floor |
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You're too close to an early grave |
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Why do you give yourself away? |
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Why do you fuck so easily? |
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Why do I give myself away |
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To be yours? |
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I have nothing left to say |
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Just get the fuck out of here |
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Can you feel them coming? |
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Creeping in the air tonight, the vampires |
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Never mind the dark surroundings |
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You won't die, you'll be alright |
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C'mon, it's pathetic |
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How you move them with your bliss |
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God and Satan |
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Are split by a thin white line |
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You're just another face I know |
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From a TV show |
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I guess you're down on your life again |
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Because I am yours |
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I have nothing left to say |
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Just get the fuck out of here |
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Can you feel them coming? |
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Creeping in the air tonight, the vampires |
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Never mind the dark surroundings |
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You won't die, you'll be alright |
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Can you, can you, can you |
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Can you feel them coming? |
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Creeping in the air tonight, the vampires |
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Never mind the dark surroundings |
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You won't die, you'll be alright |
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You'll be alright |
