| Virgin wrists and razor blades
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| Dressed for the masquerade
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| Hit the floor for their last dance
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| 'Cause they won’t get a second chance
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| Mutilation, celebration
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| Three cheers for our damnation
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| And I think I’m gonna be sick
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| And I’m loving every minute of it And the mood is set for your dissatisfaction
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| The spotlight is on you now
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| Four, three, two, one, action
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| Upon the noose I bleed tonight
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| And every drop is with delight
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| Watch death toll rise tonight
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| There’s no place like home-icide
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| Mutilation, celebration
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| Three cheers for our damnation
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| And I think I’m gonna be sick
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| And I’m loving every minute of it And the mood is set for your dissatisfaction
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| The spotlight is on you now
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| Four, three, two, one, action
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| Embrace your fate, in death we fall
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| The casualties at the funeral ball
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| Enjoy the violence, come one, come all
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| You’re all invited to the funeral ball
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| And the mood is set for your dissatisfaction
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| The spotlight is on you now
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| Four, three, two, one, action
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| Embrace your fate, in death we fall
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| The casualties at the funeral ball
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| Enjoy the violence, come one, come all
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| You’re all invited to the funeral ball |