| Everytime I get a little, I need a little more.
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| Never coming down again, I’m just a fiending korpse.
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| Everytime I get a little, I need a little more.
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| Doesn’t matter what it is, I’m just a fiending korpse.
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| Krawling through the hallways across the metal floor.
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| Knees and hands are bloodied — just a fiending korpse.
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| Back of the spoon is turning black.
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| Lines on the mirror — they start to krack.
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| Everytime I get a little, I need a little more.
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| Never coming down again, I’m just a fiending korpse.
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| Everytime I get a little, I need a little more.
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| Doesn’t matter what it is, I’m just a fiending korpse.
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| Giving me those feelings I don’t really feel.
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| No-one can stop me now I know that this is real.
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| Chemical dependancy has got it’s hands on me.
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| Chemical dependancy
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| Everytime I get a little, I need a little more.
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| Never coming down again, I’m just a fiending korpse.
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| Everytime I get a little, I need a little more.
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| Doesn’t matter what it is, I’m just a fiending korpse.
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| Krawling through the hallways across the metal floor.
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| Knees and hands are bloodied — just a fiending korpse.
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| Back of the spoon is turning black.
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| Lines on the mirror — they start to krack.
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| Giving me those feelings I don’t really feel.
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| Hiding in the daytime — Only out at night
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| Something in my head just isn’t right
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| Hiding from reality it’s cold outside
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| It’s cold outside |