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Inevitably |
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It's started to bleed and couldn't be stopped that's justice. |
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Incredible luck to lift and be struck a curious thing. a moment to think before we both sink that beauty's a lie, told sweetly and don't be afraid don't be afraid don't be afraid does this look like that? (my bumpkin boy) how cruel you get i've started again (my bumpkin boy) to miss your head |
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What carnage you've left (my bumpkin boy) and now we're dead |
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Remember your flesh (my bumpkin boy) to see you explain your soul's on rest what kind of brine is this dry your, dry your eyes the saltiest water if burning flesh means finding the one does this look like there (my bumpkin boy) how cruel you get i've started again (my bumpkin boy) to miss you again |
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What carnage you've left (my bumpkin boy) and now we're dead |
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Remember your flesh (my bumpkin boy) to see you explain (flesh is heretic. my body is a witch; i am burning it) my bumpkin boy what carnage you've left i've started again my bumpkin boy to miss your head my bumpkin boy |
