| One drop on my tongue.
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| I’ll take a little taste for fun.
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| In the kitchen when it starts to kick in.
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| I’m crawlin' up the walls,
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| Lookin' for a place to fall.
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| I’m on the counter these voices gettin' louder.
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| «Is this thing on?»
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| «Make way for the King!»
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| «Someone pinch me.»
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| «Oh shit, it’s not a dream…»
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| And I can’t turn you off.
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| No, I can’t turn you off.
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| Purple smoke and candy skulls,
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| Colors bleeding through the walls.
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| Dripping, swirling as they fall,
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| I turn my head like someone called.
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| Gotta get her number…
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| Before she melts away!
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| Hot damn, where’s my phone?
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| I think I’m in this room alone.
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| I come to the reality that it’s a dream.
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| I really wanna leave this place.
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| I need someone to slap me in the fucking face!
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| AHHHHH!!!
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| And I can’t turn you off.
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| No, I can’t turn you off.
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| Stand up and shake it off.
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| Show us that you’re still breathing.
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| You know it can’t be stopped,
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| It’s taking over. |
| The,
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| Darkness will carry you.
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| Make sure to bury your dead,
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| Before they alter your mind.
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| Before they come back to life.
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| It’s taking over.
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| It’s haunting you.
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| This feeling’s taking over.
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| I think it’s changing you!!!
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| I can’t turn you off.
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| No, I can’t turn you off. |