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I drink the blood of the fortunate ones |
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Closing their teeth right on top of their tongues |
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Innocent children are asking for blow |
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All of my sources say you oughta know |
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Take out the scissors |
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Rip up the clothes |
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Green light means go |
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Tell me what you know |
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Run for your life |
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Judas survived |
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Crack? towards your neck tie |
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Open the blinds |
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People outside |
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Ready to die |
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Is this a lie? |
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Take out the stitches |
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Back off the bitches |
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Me and my friends |
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Who has the time anymore since yesterday? |
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Alone in this place, and I feel comfortable, |
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I seem to always hold on for too long. |
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I always hold on too long |
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When we are, it complicates and isolates, |
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between fear and bravery is it inside of me? |
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When we are, it complicates and isolates, |
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between fear, and bravery is it inside of me? |
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Run for your life, Judas survived |
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You are, you are, you are.... |
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Back off the bitches |
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Pull out the stitches |
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Needless to say, I ?flake? |
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We are all freaks, living in recession |
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If we don't move on I'll forever be stuck |
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When we are, it complicates and isolates, |
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between fear and bravery is in inside of me? |
