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Death is everywhere |
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There are flies on the windscreen |
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For a start |
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Reminding us |
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We could be torn apart |
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Tonight |
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Death is everywhere |
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There are lambs for the slaughter |
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Waiting to die |
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And i can sense |
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The hours slipping by |
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Tonight |
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Come here |
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Kiss me |
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Now |
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Come here |
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Kiss me |
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Now |
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Death is everywhere |
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The more i look |
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The more i see |
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The more i feel |
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A sense of urgency |
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Tonight |
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Come here (touch me) |
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Kiss me (touch me) |
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Now (touch me) |
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(touch me) |
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There are flies on the windscreen |
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There are lambs for the slaughter |
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There are flies on the windscreen |
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Come here (touch me) |
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Kiss me (touch me) |
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Now (touch me) |
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(touch me) |
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Come here (touch me) |
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Kiss me (touch me) |
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Now (touch me) |
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(touch me) |
