| Let’s make a date where we retch up the doom and sad fate
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| And a dream where the blood just washes away
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| In this place all the pleasure’s remembered as pain
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| The twitching dead flame, the emptiest frame
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| I’m just a ghoul but I’m charming, disarming these girls
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| You’re a bit of a fool but you’re good with your words
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| The world beats beneath us just burning and spitting up sick
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| I’m ready to move north a couple of clicks
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| I’m covered in flies
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| I’m covering you
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| You’re nothing but lies and acting confused
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| Taking a dive, pushing on through
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| You’ll be just fine. |
| I’m feeling screwed
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| Cut me some rhythm that isn’t all slack
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| I’m takin' back what I’m takin' back
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| And all of these haircuts’ll never change that
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| Just gimme the stack when we get to the tracks
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| Cuz all of that poison you’re holdin' is callin'
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| All of my notions and fences have fallen
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| I’m getting swollen. |
| I just wanna hold it
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| Gimme a taste boy, don’t just unroll it
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| Cuz I gotta die to get outta here
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| All of my sins are so sweet and so dear
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| Here in my memory I can recall
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| The smell of the blood and the tears of them all
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| Every garage door and spool of twine
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| Every cracked mirror’s thousands of lines
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| Every ripped panty and discarded limb
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| In the beginning there were more of them
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| If I don’t stay hungry, nobody wins
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| Let’s do it again boys |