| Yes, and your day is high, through the glass is stronger marbled
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| DNA, god damn, we are super people
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| When we all pay with blood for the light (oh shit)
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| If you want to turn it around
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| Ideas give birth to ideas
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| Ideas give birth to ideas
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| There are four corpses on you, what news?
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| The girls were sitting in the back, and you were throwing them at speed
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| Sounds changed to screams, the profile of the moral of this,
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| How do you like four corpses?
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| The most daring, tell me, I hate stupid
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| This humanity will die in convulsions
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| These forests think they call
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| This is my safari, you are not expected here
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| Transition:
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| Night Miami, I'm already here
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| Night Miami, I'm already here
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| Chorus:
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| You don't see the fire, darkness obscures your eyes
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| Around the crowd of people without sleep
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| They climb wider into the dim light
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| The imprint of her face, white marble - black beret
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| The blood is already cold
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| I hide in absolute darkness
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| Second Verse: i61
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| Hands in this blood, like my eyes are open
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| I'm positive past the neon sign
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| I grab one of the girls on the left by the neck
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| I go out to step over the corpses at the exit
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| We run to the exit, there is no place in the nightclub
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| This steel is already pressed against you
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| Forget everything, what happened before?
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| I don't say we just keep doing
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| Animals fly into the Daytona penthouse
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| She doesn't know what I'll do with her there
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| morning paper
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| The cops know what's up too
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| My sleeves are rolled up, we fly into the elevator
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| And I see the dead half of them
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| My motives equal the redone path
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| These are touches of darkness, I don't leave the hotel
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| Chorus:
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| You don't see the fire, darkness obscures your eyes
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| Around the crowd of people without sleep
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| They climb wider into the dim light
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| The imprint of her face, white marble - black beret
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| The blood is already cold
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| I hide in absolute darkness |