| Blood on the corner
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| Love on a dead-end street
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| You heard them warn her
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| When you first heard of me
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| You stopped at nothing
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| Shots rang, rang in the night
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| I'd stop a little short
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| A little short of something right
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| Well, I've got a growin', got a growin' list
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| All the names to kill are the same to kiss
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| And if you look deadly, you'll make it
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| Yeah, I've got a growin', got a growin' list
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| And the skin therein is infinite
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| And if you got flesh to spare, you're there
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| We're in infinite skin
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| We're in
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| Love on the corner
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| Blood on a dead-end street
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| You had to find her
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| To tell, to tell of me
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| You stopped at nothing
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| Threw down your favorite knife
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| I stopped a little short
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| A little short of something right
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| Well, I've got a growin', got a growin' list
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| All the names to kill are the same to kiss
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| And if you look deadly, you'll make it
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| Yeah, I've got a growin', got a growin' list
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| And the skin therein is infinite
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| And if you got flesh to spare, you're there
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| We're in
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| Never really growing closer than this
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| There's a distant chance you'll make my list
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| I watched you make a killing nearly tonight
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| You stopped a little short, a little short of something right
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| Well, well, well
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| I've got a growin', got a growin' list
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| All the names to kill are the same to kiss
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| And if you look deadly, you'll make it, you'll make it
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| Yeah, I've got a growin', got a growin' list
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| And the skin therein is infinite
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| And if you got flesh to spare, you're there
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| You're there, yeah
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| Well, I've got a growin', got a growin' list
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| All the names to kill are the same to kiss
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| And if you look deadly, you'll make it
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| Yeah, I've got a growin', got a growin' list
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| And the skin therein is infinite
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| And if you got flesh to spare, you're in infinite skin |