| I’m creeping in black
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| Thinking burn the church
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| Downstairs in the bathroom mirror
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| You paint it on, paint it on
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| You’ll be gone before long
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| Just paint it on, paint it on
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| You’ll be gone before long
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| Dead breathing in black raven
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| Breathing out a halo of funeral fog
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| You paint it on, paint it on
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| You’ll be gone before long
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| Just paint it on, paint it on
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| You’ll be gone before long
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| Outside in the moonlight hours
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| In the moonlight
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| Always dying young, you’re always dying young
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| Outside in the moonlight hours
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| In the moonlight
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| Always dying young, you’re always dying young
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| And Inside
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| Staring to those blackened eyes
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| You know there must be someone in there
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| Must be someone in there
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| And outside
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| Staring to the freezing moon
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| You know there must be someone out there
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| Must be someone out there
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| Just paint it on, paint it on
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| You’ll be gone before long |