| There’s some bodies in the basement but I don’t remember why…
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| I’ve been looking for a replacement ever since you said goodbye
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| There’s little demon laughing dancing on my window sill
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| Got my hand wrapped 'round the bottle try to drown this urge to kill…
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| Someone’s knocking at my door but I pretend that I’m not home
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| Don’t know what they want me for but I would rather be alone
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| I don’t wanna talk no more So don’t bother to call
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| My phone ain’t working aniway I tore it off the wall
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| There’s a woman in a pickle jar with ribbons made of lace
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| I think I must have know her but I can’t quite place her face
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| She doesn’t look too happy on her face she wears a frown
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| It must get pretty lonely having no body around
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| There’s some bodies in my basement but I don’t remember why…
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| I’ve been lookink for a replacement ever since you said goodbye
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| That demon jumps down from the sill and takes me by the hand…
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| He says put away that bottle boy it’s time to kill again.
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| He says it’s time for me to kill again.
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| He says it’s time for me to kill again.
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| But I don’t want, don’t wanna kill again
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| No I don’t wanna, don’t make me kill again. |