| I could take the energy that’s building up inside
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| And make something new
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| I could take the energy that’s killing you
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| And turn it into something new
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| This is mental anguish, ain’t it?
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| Fuck all the sympathy, I’ma vanquish
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| I am the reaper of all the same shit
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| Eating the bloody blood of banquet
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| I feel this big ache, I’ma croak
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| End my body on the road
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| Lay my body in the sink
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| And get to sawing off my throat
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| Stop, drop and roll for your life
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| You only live that one life
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| I’d be ashamed if you died
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| It’d be a shame if you died
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| Rolling around inside a ball
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| From materials made of hell, I can’t tell
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| When I can get out my self
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| When can I get out myself?
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| I need a sharp ass edge
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| I need to skin off my shell
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| I need you nip tucked dead
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| I could take the energy that’s building up inside
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| And make something new
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| I could take the energy that’s killing you
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| And turn it into something new
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| This is mental anguish, ain’t it? |