| Little silver bullet hanging in my head
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| And you know you won’t dislodge it 'til I’m dead
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| Got it in my dark days when I ???
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| And now I think I want to give it back
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| And I can’t get to sleep can’t hit the sack
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| I don’t need this full moon trying to drag me down
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| Cos I’m possessed by something underground
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| Oh Mr Mephistopheles I beg to differ, disagree
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| I don’t need you, you don’t need me
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| So get off my fucking back
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| Oh little silver bullet, trying to lick my brain
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| And I hope he never shoots me there again
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| Got it in my dark days when I was still a pup
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| And I thought that life was always looking up
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| Yeah I thought that life was always looking up
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| Oh Mr Mephistopheles I beg to differ and disagree
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| I don’t need you, you don’t need me
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| So get off my fucking back
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| Mr Mephistopheles I beg to differ, disagree
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| I don’t need you, you don’t need me
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| So get off my fucking back
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| Oh Mr Mephistopheles I beg to differ and disagree
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| I don’t need you, you don’t need me
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| So get off my fucking back
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| Well get off my fucking back
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| Mmm get off my fucking back
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| Well get off my fucking back |