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Hey, hey, give 'em what they want |
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If lust and hate is the candy |
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If blood and love tastes so sweet |
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Then we give 'em what they want |
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Hey, hey, give 'em what they want |
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So their eyes are growing hazy |
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'Cause they wanna turn it on |
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So their minds are soft and lazy, well |
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Hey, hey, give 'em what they want |
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If lust and hate is the candy |
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If blood and love tastes so sweet |
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Then we give 'em what they want |
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So their eyes are growing hazy |
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'Cause they wanna turn it on |
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So their minds are soft and lazy |
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Well who do, who do, who do you wanna blame? |
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Hey, hey, give 'em what they want |
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If lust and hate is the candy |
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If blood and love tastes so sweet |
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Then we give 'em what they want |
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So their eyes are growing hazy |
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'Cause they wanna turn it on |
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So their minds are soft and lazy |
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Well who do, who do you wanna blame? |
