| Trapped in gasoline, a lizard on a string
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| No one ever screams any more
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| Trapped in gasoline, a lizard on a string
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| No one ever screams any more
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| It’s called the dark, it’s not a sunny day for the dark
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| Let in the dark, then you can sleep and fuck and park
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| Let in the dark, it’s not another day for the dark
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| Let in the dark, then you can sleep and move and park
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| So tight, I can’t breathe
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| Gods fingers choking me
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| Like a prisoner on his knees
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| Begging won’t do a thing for me
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| So come on, you can’t fight it
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| So come on, you can’t fight it
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| So come on, you can’t fight it
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| People, oh, they’re my thing these days
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| They like to swim and catch them rays
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| Money, don’t do a thing for me
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| I’m happy now, that’s how I be
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| It’s called the dark, it’s not a sunny day for the dark
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| Let in the dark, then you can sleep and fuck and park
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| Let in the dark |