| Finding sticks to make my pile
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| With my friends it makes me smile
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| Grinding rails, dreaded sounds
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| Throw your plans out the door
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| Hit me hard and feel the floor
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| I’ve got guns to make the raid
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| The end is near, so die, die die!
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| I don’t want your company
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| I still didn’t like your horrible freaks
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| I don’t want your company
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| Life beckons in so many things
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| Sleep will come soon enough
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| Shit will fly in the door
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| First world problems, no such thing
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| I can’t find my fucking phone
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| Fight or die for human beings
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| I’ve got guns to make the raid
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| The end is near, die, die die!
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| I don’t want your company
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| I still didn’t like your horrible freaks
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| I don’t want your company
|
| Life beckons in so many things
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| I don’t want your company
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| I still didn’t like your horrible freaks
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| I don’t want your company
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| Life beckons in so many things |