| You know I can be like that man you can’t see
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| Guess what’s hiding in me
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| It’s that thing I stole from in sickness
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| I know you’ll clean this blood off my business and embrace me
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| Now you can’t stand it (don't ask me to)
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| Help just 'cause you’re stranded (I don’t want to)
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| You know where you’ll end up (not in my head)
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| Screamin' and alone (between the naked and the dead)
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| Souls are lost in my kingdom
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| I’ve waited to see what you could bring
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| You’ll fall
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| You’ll fall into my possession, then you’ll see
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| I’m Judas in black and I love it
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| You’ll fall into my hands
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| Where’s your ripcord? |
| Hate me
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| Feel deceived and hated, thought you would make it
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| Hold that glass and break it
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| Pull that smile and fake it
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| Sit up and spit up
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| Really wish you would wake up
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| Souls are lost in my kingdom
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| I’ve waited to see what you could bring
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| I’m heedless as I take you in
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| And feed you my mind and sin
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| You’ll fall into my possession, then you’ll see
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| I’m Judas in black and I love it
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| You’ll fall into my hands
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| Where’s your ripcord? |
| Hate me
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| The purest of all black and damned souls
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| Now I’ve claimed what was yours
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| And I will use it as I damn well please
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| You’ll see me coming but you won’t feel
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| As I enter your body and rip out the real you
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| Inside you is me
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| As you act I breathe
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| Guess what’s up my sleeve
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| Insight
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| Insight |