| They left a hole in the back of my head
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| I need to know is she alive or is she dead
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| It’s my fault now there’s blood on the ground
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| You said you could last another round
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| I wasn’t the one holding the noose
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| I just put it to use
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| All the words that you said
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| They left a hole in the back of my head
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| I need to know is she alive or is she dead
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| If you run with scissors
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| You’ll get what you deserve
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| Watch your footing my dear
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| Or you may just disappear
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| All the words that you said
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| They left a hole in the back of my head
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| I need to know is she alive or is she dead
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| As I look up I saw gods empty chair
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| And I realised the man himself is not stood there
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| And I wonder who is gunna save me
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| From the fact you’ve undeniably tamed
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| As you pirouetted on the mantle piece
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| I was awoken by the patter of your tiny feet
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| And in my endless sleep
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| I realised I was yours to keep
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| Cause all the words that you said
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| They left a hole in the back of my head |