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