| And we kill with every good intention
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| You better decide if you wanna get circumsized to live
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| And we kill to get attention
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| Now go buy yourself a violin
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| And did you know that it’s only an act?
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| Why can’t you tell the wealth, they do react?
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| Bless your soul if it is still intact
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| Your body is the gun and your word’s are taxed
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| We can build the prostitute, build the abomination
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| You cannot sell yourself in here
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| Live with disease, drive-in ascension
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| And all the things you cannot have
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| And did you know that it’s only an act?
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| Why can’t you tell the wealth, they do react?
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| Bless your soul if it is still intact
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| Your body’s gone, welcome to the poison, poison
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| What’s it to be civilized? |
| You seem so sick, not civilized
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| The sick manifestations, raised security
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| Sit and watch your body twitching, reject the fallen believers
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| In judgment, incest ones heal yourself again
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| Here’s the poison
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| Welcome to the poison
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| Here’s the poison
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| Welcome to the poison
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| Fuck
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| If I could, you know I would
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| Live here
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| Vindication, copulation, avocation
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| Die here guilt free
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| Heal together, together
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| To get your poison
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| Welcome to the poison
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| Here’s the poison
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| Here’s the poison |