| These little drops of sweat assembles, builds a whole
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| An embodiment of reactions to the people you know
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| You hold your breath for the secound slip of the tongue
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| In numbing fear of the golem created when all went wrong.
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| Fear and loathing building body
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| Fear and loathing building body.
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| The bastard climbs out of his hole
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| And draws his first breath of air
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| At the dawn of his first encounter of this new world
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| The newborn climbs out of his hole
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| And stares his maker down
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| Building his strength
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| Of your need to suppress this new body, body, body.
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| These little drops of sweat assembles, builds a whole
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| An embodiment of reactions to the people you know
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| You hold your breath for the secound slip of the tongue
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| In numbing fear of the golem created when all went wrong.
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| Fear and loathing building body.
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| Fear and loathing building body.
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| I won´t let this build up inside of me
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| I won´t let it out of his hole
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| But as a product of my imagination
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| It sure as hell feels alive.
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| Fear and loathing building body.
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| Build a better me build a better you
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| I can´t kill the stenche of this body its body
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| These little drops of sweat assembles, builds a whole
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| An embodiment of reactions to the people you know
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| You hold your breath for the secound slip of the tongue
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| In numbing fear of the golem created when all went wrong. |