| oh, hiya
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| Watch this! |
| Watch this!
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| We’ll suck you in
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| Past its burgundy death grin
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| Crushing boat (rot) cross your face
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| pulling your brains out of your skin
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| Watch this! |
| watch this!
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| Lets have a wander,
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| To poke the matted brick face.
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| I’ll show what to think of,
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| Stand behind you, stand behind you just incase!
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| Watch this! |
| watch this!
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| And you can’t stop the grins,
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| Dripping off on-top of you.
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| No you you cant stop the coins from spinning,
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| and spinning and spinning. |
| .can't stop the coins from spinning
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| I swear this thing will take you in — watch.
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| The gloss is gone to a backwards torch,
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| Cos we’re chomping at the bits and they’re crushed
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| Cos we’re running out of time (we're running out of time)
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| We demand yr attention so
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| Watch this! |
| Watch this!
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| I swear this thing will take you in — watch.
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| Now we’re back in the grid,
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| Chance to become what we did.
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| (And now we’re stuck screaming out)
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| You saw the jaws rattle in a vacuum,
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| You saw the smiles stamped on,
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| You saw them hold you up like a prize in the throbbing gloss of the body.
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| You saw the sky rupture in a heart beat
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| You saw the rattle of a newborn
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| You saw these hands as they forced it down, to the slither of an 8 ball
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| Scream and shout
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| Tire you out
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| Stretch you out
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| There’s no doubt |