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Oh my God |
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Oh my goodness |
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Please |
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Please don't kill me |
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Please |
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Please |
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When it same, it same quickly, and it same with no warning |
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The end of the world none were left for the mourning |
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Except the ones who had gone underground |
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As the surface-dwellers died they could barely hear the sound |
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Maybe the human race had time to scream |
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As the blackness came to their blue-sky dream |
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Everything came to an end that night |
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And you would die of fright if you didn't die outright |
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It was just another day when the air burned away |
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And the sky was on fire and stayed that way |
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There was little left but somehow you survived |
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Though it was a couple hundred years til you could go outside |
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Dying all the time |
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Eating rocks and clay |
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Maybe you'd be happier |
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With your body burned away |
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Perfect! Perfect! Perfect! |
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Mister P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P |
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Perfect! |
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Did you ever have a nightmare and it turned into a dream |
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But then it went the other way and that time it made you scream |
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Did you ever take a life when it's pulsing red and hot |
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Then you wouldn't, then you would |
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Then you will, then you think you'd rather not |
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Have you ever felt you haven't when you found out that you had |
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Then you did then you didn't and it made you really mad |
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Have you been on the air but felt all alone |
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When you copied the curse and they drilled you like a drone |
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He's Mister Perfect |
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Mister P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P |
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Perfect! |
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He's our mortal enemy, bringing death and no TV |
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He's Mister Perfect |
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Mister P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P |
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Perfect! |
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He's a fucking a-hole and his head is gonna roll |
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Gazing into the future |
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What visions do I see? |
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Two unblinking eyes fucking staring back at me |
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His people call him perfect but I can see his fraud |
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The latest losing edition of the latest man-made God |
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It was quite a shock when you ran out of time |
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You thought you'd go to heaven where everything is fine |
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Because all that you lived for - it became a lie |
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But Mr. Perfect loves it cuz he lives for you to die. |
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He's coming through time to chop off my balls |
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Drain them of juice and nail them to the wall |
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Feeds on his followers |
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Wherever they are |
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But the ultimate feast is |
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When he dines on GWAR |
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Gives him the power to swallow the sun |
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Then he'll be all alone, then he'll be the only one |
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I swear defiance |
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And non-compliance |
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To the bloody black flag |
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Of the United State |
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of DEATH |
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And to the abyss |
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By which we stand |
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We defy you |
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We deny you |
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As you spread ignorance and futility to all |
