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Take a step off of that silver bird |
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From your planet |
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And you brought a little bit of that cold with you |
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Now wring me out like you would your bastarding father |
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And you're so quick to stick to that scum, |
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Hungry like a piranha... ohh |
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Swallow a little of that sea |
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Now taste a little bit of the salt in me |
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Throw up a little of it on your knees |
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Now doesn't it bring you back to the beginning |
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Before you poured |
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Your elements away? (away) |
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Now sink back to the bottom of it all |
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You can eat shit and DIE... |
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Seal your lips with the black stitch of a secret |
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Parade with that speechless dryness of the desert air |
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Lay flat under the limelight, and feed off all the fiction |
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Cold callous and boiled between the bleak deep of your dirty hands |
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Kiss your son |
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(Come kiss your son) |
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Now kiss your Bible |
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(Kiss your Bible) |
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No one ever wanted to see your screams |
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Oh I just won't believe it... |
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Swallow a little of that sea |
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Now taste a little bit of that salt in me |
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Throw up a little of it on your knees |
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Now doesn't it bring you back to the beginning |
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Before you poured |
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Your elements away? (away) |
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Now sink back to the bottom of it all |
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You're sinking |
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You're sinking... |
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Swallow a little of that sea |
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Now taste a little bit of that salt in me |
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Throw up a little of it on your knees |
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Now doesn't it bring you back to the beginning... |
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(bring you back to the beginning) |
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Before you poured |
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Your elements away? (away) |
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Now sink back to the bottom of it all...! |
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(Swallow a little of that sea) |
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(Throw up a little of it on your knees) |
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(Now doesn't it bring you back to the beginning) |
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(Back to the beginning...) |
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Before you poured |
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Your elements away |
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Now sink back to the bottom of it all... |
