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Men of the earth |
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You have soiled, you're so foul |
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With lips of infected sullen |
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You will indulge yourself |
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So digest your consequences |
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The serpent's venom runs inside of you |
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Your lust, desires will blind your senses |
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Whirlwinds of disaster for you, for you |
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Remove yourself |
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And take your breath away |
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Rebuild yourself |
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Before you fall away |
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And I will lift you from the bottom |
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And my hope will fade away |
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And I will pick you up |
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So you can survive the day |
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Remove yourself |
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Touch what you can't have |
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While I have |
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What you can't touch for now |
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My friend, all of this will turn to ash |
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Who is your God |
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Or is it a devil? |
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Igniting your catastrophe |
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Your spine will bend, spiritual anatomy |
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Remove yourself |
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And take your breath away |
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Rebuild yourself |
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Before you fall away |
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And I will lift you from the bottom |
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And my hope will fade away |
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I will pick you up |
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So you can survive the day |
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Rebuild who you are and stay away |
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Remove all your scars, stay away |
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Will you stay away? |
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But you won't remove yourself |
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Remove yourself |
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And take your breath away |
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Rebuild yourself |
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Before you fall away |
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And I will lift you from the bottom |
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And my hope will fade away |
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I will pick you up |
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So you can survive the day |
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Remove yourself |
