| my burning hate at sight
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| it first seems so insane
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| like a vagrant in the rain
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| but your face at night
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| drills a tick tock in my brain
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| digs canals across my face
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| when i hold the fury of the world
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| all the eyes of little girls
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| will be flames that dance and swirl
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| and they’ll melt you to your bones
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| char your eyes turn you to stone
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| and when the future finds you there
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| and they stack you in the air
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| i’ll be there
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| no love to spend on you
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| i can piss away my cash
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| my time i can’t get back
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| and your face at night
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| dances tick tock on my brain
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| digs its digits in my face
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| when i hold the fury of the world
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| all the eyes of little girls
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| will be flames that dance and swirl
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| and they’ll melt you to your bones
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| char your eyes turn you to stone
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| and when the future finds you there
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| and they stack you in the air
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| i’ll be there
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| to burn down that skyscraper too
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| all my hate and my hexes are for you
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| all my hate and my hexes are for you
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| all my hate and my hexes are for you
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| all my hate and my hexes are for you
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| all my hate and my hexes are for you
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| all my hate and my hexes are for you
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| all my hate and my hexes are for you |