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This was the child of the millennium |
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A switchblade hangin' 'round the neck |
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A trail of crosses burned continuum |
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The path to hell blazed in a wreck |
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Over and over, |
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Over and over |
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Get me through the night |
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Get me through the winter |
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Get me to the sun or we'll all be gone |
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I heard there's no rest for the wicked |
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So I won't be sleeping when I'm dead |
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That is the last we'll hear about it |
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This is the last thing that we'll say |
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No more it's over |
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No more it's over |
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Get me through the night |
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Get me through the winter |
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Get me to the sun or we'll all be gone |
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Get me through the night |
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Get me through the winter |
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Get me to the sun or we'll all be gone |
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Get me through the night |
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Get me through the winter |
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Get me to the sun or we'll all be gone |
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Or we'll all be gone |
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Or we'll all be gone |
