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Motherfuckers and gentlemen |
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One in a million times |
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You get closer to something |
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Closer to something |
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You get closer and it slips away, yeah |
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Fading three dimensional ways |
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While flies buzzing around your head |
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I see you ghost-pale |
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Sucking up |
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To the black laced mirrors |
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Much like a sapphire |
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Wind-up angels |
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Wind-up gods |
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Wind-up big shots |
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And wind-up dolls |
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Aren't we all the same |
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On borrowed time here |
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The Grand prix of self destruction |
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Remember who you are |
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It's the effect you have on me |
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Sinistar |
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You're in a place you cannot escape |
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Oh well |
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It's your ninth circle of hell |
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Torn up inside |
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All torn up inside |
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It's your shadow and a great big L |
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The sapphire |
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The Grand prix of self destruction |
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Remember who you are |
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It's the effect you have on me |
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The Grand prix of self destruction |
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Remember who you are |
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It's the effect you have on me |
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Sinistar |
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Sinistar |
