| Shine razor eyes before the walls come down
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| Wilder than lions, louder than sound
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| The birds and the bees are getting older now
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| There’s a cold breeze blowing over my soul
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| Shine razor eyes in delight
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| Shine razor eyes before you die
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| Shine razor eyes in this light
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| There’s a cold breeze blowing over my soul
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| Shine razor eyes before the walls come down
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| Wilder than lions, louder than sound
|
| The birds and the bees are getting older now
|
| There’s a cold breeze blowing over my soul
|
| Shine razor eyes in delight
|
| Shine razor eyes before you die
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| Shine razor eyes in this light
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| There’s a cold breeze blowing over my soul
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| I’m tired of this human duet
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| No civilizing hides
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| Our animal impulses
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| Shine razor eyes in delight
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| Shine razor eyes before you die
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| Shine razor eyes in this light
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| There’s a cold breeze blowing over my soul
|
| I’m tired of this human duet
|
| No civilizing hides
|
| Our animal impulses
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| Our animal impulses |