| And it is from this world of darkness
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| Which come the evil, destructive forces of man's nature
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| You've got me shaking from the way you're talking
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| My heart is breaking but there's no use crying
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| What a cyanide surprise you have left for my eyes
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| If I had common sense I'd cut myself or curl up and die
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| Sticks and stones could break my bones
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| But anything you say will only fuel my lungs
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| Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
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| If this is love I don't wanna be loved
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| You pollute the room with a filthy tongue
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| Watch me choke it down so I can throw it up.
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| Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
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| If this is love I don't wanna be hanging by the neck
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| Before an audience of death.
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| You could be the corpse and I could be the killer
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| If I could be the devil, you could be the sinner
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| You could be the drugs and I could be the dealer
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| Everything you say is like music to my ears
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| You could be the corpse and I could be the killer
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| If I could be the devil, you could be the sinner
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| You could be the drugs and I could be the dealer
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| Everything you say is like music to my, music to my ears
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| Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
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| If this is love I don't wanna be loved
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| You pollute the room with a filthy tongue
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| Watch me choke it down so I can throw it up.
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| Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
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| If this is love I don't wanna be hanging by the neck
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| Before an audience of death
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| Before an audience
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| Failure find me
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| To tie me up now
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| 'Cause I'm as bad, as bad as it gets
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| Failure find me
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| To hang me up now
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| By my neck cause I'm a fate worse than death
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| What a cyanide surprise you have left for my eyes
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| If I had common sense I'd cut myself or curl up and die
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| Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
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| If this is love I don't wanna be loved
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| You pollute the room with a filthy tongue
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| Watch me choke it down so I can throw it up
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| Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
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| If this is love I don't wanna be hanging by the neck
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| Before an audience
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| Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
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| If this is love I don't wanna be loved
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| You pollute the room with a filthy tongue
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| Watch me choke it down so I can
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| Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
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| If this is love I don't wanna be hanging by the neck
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| Before an audience of death
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| Fuck you all |