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Weld in place |
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Tripped me; what, I knew it was a waste |
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Killed my drive |
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Burn the hand that buried me alive |
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Slowed my pulse |
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Take my blood and join the secret cult |
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Pull the shades |
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Little badger wants a son like me |
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The engine is running |
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Frying shit is burning me |
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The engine is running |
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Smothered in gasoline |
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Hailed the smoke |
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Suffocate inside, be not ensued |
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Closed my eyes |
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When they broke the door, I was hypnotized |
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The engine is running |
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Frying shit is burning me |
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The engine is running |
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Smothered in gasoline |
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Weld in place |
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Tripped me; what, I knew it was a waste |
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Killed my drive |
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Burn the hand that buried me alive |
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Steamy breath we breathe |
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Noisy old machine |