| Sleep and sleep again
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| You might as well stay in
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| Another happy day
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| A funeral in Berlin
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| What can I do with you
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| Your layers and your doors
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| Pathetic little hypocrite
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| You’re calling me a whore
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| And every drop of red just turns our gold to rust
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| All you do is take away the only thing I love
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| You don’t have to dig for motives
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| You’re just too easy to read
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| Rip your wound a little wider
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| So all the dirt can get in
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| It’s doomsday it’s doomsday
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| It’s closing round my head
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| It’s forcing tumors down my throat
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| It’s tucking me in bed
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| And all your hopes and dreams mean nothing to me now
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| It’s absolute Apocalypse you stupid fucking cow
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| And as you drop the fire and as you burn the hive
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| I’m standing on ground zero baby, hollow but alive
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| I knew you’d chicken baby
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| You’re just too easy to read
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| Go on and cut the lasso
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| There’s nothing left in me to bleed
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| It’s doomsday, it’s doomsday
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| It’s doomsday, it’s doomsday
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| It’s doomsday, it’s doomsday
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| It’s doomsday, it’s doomsday
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| It’s doomsday, it’s doomsday
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| It’s doomsday, it’s doomsday
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| It’s doomsday, it’s doomsday
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| It’s doomsday, it’s doomsday
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| It’s doomsday, it’s doomsday, it’s doomsday, it’s doomsday
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| It’s doomsday, it’s doomsday, it’s doomsday, it’s doomsday
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| It’s doomsday, it’s doomsday, it’s doomsday, it’s doomsday
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| It’s doomsday, it’s doomsday, it’s doomsday, it’s doomsday
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| It’s doomsday |