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Little silver bullet hanging in my head |
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And you know you won't dislodge it 'til I'm dead |
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Got it in my dark days when I ????? |
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And now I think I want to give it back |
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And I can't get to sleep can't hit the sack |
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I don't need this full moon trying to drag me down |
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Cos I'm possessed by something underground |
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Oh Mr Mephistopheles I beg to differ, disagree |
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I don't need you, you don't need me |
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So get off my fucking back |
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Oh little silver bullet, trying to lick my brain |
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And I hope he never shoots me there again |
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Got it in my dark days when I was still a pup |
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And I thought that life was always looking up |
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Yeah I thought that life was always looking up |
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Oh Mr Mephistopheles I beg to differ and disagree |
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I don't need you, you don't need me |
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So get off my fucking back |
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Mr Mephistopheles I beg to differ, disagree |
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I don't need you, you don't need me |
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So get off my fucking back |
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Oh Mr Mephistopheles I beg to differ and disagree |
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I don't need you, you don't need me |
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So get off my fucking back |
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Well get off my fucking back |
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Mmm get off my fucking back |
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Well get off my fucking back |
