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Consider this a confession |
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There's sulfur on my breath |
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Bring me death |
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I can feel the hate |
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Running straight through my veins |
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My nerves are wearing thin |
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Like a fine Chardonnay |
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I can feel the hate |
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I live a life of pain |
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No one is safe |
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I've killed before and I liked it |
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Didn't you hear what I said? |
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I've killed before and I liked it |
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Don't you dare tell me it's in my head |
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Do you like Huey Lewis and the news? |
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"Hey Paul!" |
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Something is happening |
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I need blood to fill my needs |
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I tried to tell you |
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But you didn't listen |
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I'm into murders and executions |
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I can feel the hate |
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I live a life of pain |
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Bring me death |