| Drippin blood, drooling necks
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| Hangin' upside down tied ankles and wrists
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| No evidence no forensics left
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| Chase me all ya want there’s only one judge after my death
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| Sure as fuck ain’t you or your gavels
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| I’m packing my bags for my Canadian travels
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| I pull that rope and fire open slit curtains
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| I’ll be welcomed through that mother fucker for certain
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| My eyes are closed hypnotized by professionals
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| Searchin' for mental confessionals
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| Twist and curled inside lookin' for answers
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| To why I’ve become such a cancer
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| I keep the answer in a place so hard to find
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| That the only way you can enter is manipulating my mind
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| Many have tried they get chased there and died
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| And it happens every time our words collide
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| Running through the fire
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| Daring you to follow me
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| Running through the fire
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| Daring you to follow me
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| Keep up
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| Running through the fire
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| Daring you to follow me
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| Running through the fire
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| Daring you to follow me
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| I’m runnin' through the fire like I’m made of asbestos
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| They think I’m turnin' evil cause I’m past repentance
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| I’m livin' like a convict without no sins
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| I’m hot like the Human Torch without no question
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| Catch up if you can, if you can’t stand the heat
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| Cause it’s comin' out the kitchen givin' burns 3rd degree
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| Get you ace bandages and aloe vera for the barbecue
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| The closer to the Lotus and fire becomes a part of you
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| Keep up, walk with me through flames
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| Top hat and cane I stroll in black rain
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| I stepped into the mirror and I offed my reflection
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| Cause I’m a one of a kind, no exceptions
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| Follow me and see the world we roam
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| Through an Opaque prism or not and stay a clone
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| We bloom, 5 pedals of the Lotus plant
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| Keep up, unless you can’t
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| I move with such force
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| Unaided by a cause
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| Cross dimensional gateways just for sport
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| Jump into a mind and once i am inside
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| Destroy clearer life and balances intertwined
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| The pain forever lingers on like a stain
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| Or the stench of my last friend lost to the row again
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| Goin' to the next victim without a sign
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| You can search your whole life for someone you’ll never find
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| Follow us keep up
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| As we wind and turn and spiral on
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| Under and above water
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| Unphased by all elements
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| Ice, fire, earth, and air
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| Our final location, the underground
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| Deep, deep underground
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| We plant our seeds for tomorrow’s resurrection
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| Of the never ending DARK LOTUS |