| I got an axe to grind, a crooked mind
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| You better watch your back
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| I got an axe to grind, a crooked mind
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| You better watch your back
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| Starved like a vampire chasing a vein
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| Cruel disposition, sickness I crave
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| Attention, attention, welcome to the stage
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| Your new sacrifice, come sharpen your teeth
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| Prey, we are all prey for the sorrow
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| Prey, we are all prey for the sorrow, our sorrow
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| Prey, prey, we’re prey for the sorrow
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| Prey, prey, prey for the sorrow
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| I got an axe to grind, a crooked mind
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| You better watch your back
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| I got an axe to grind, a crooked mind
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| You better watch your back
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| Sick validation, gut full of pills
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| Self-medication, it’s making me ill
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| Attention, attention, it’s all eyes on me
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| I’ll burn at the stake while you ache for the kill
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| Prey, we are all prey for the sorrow
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| Prey, we are all prey for the sorrow, our sorrow
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| Prey for the sorrow, our sorrow
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| Prey, prey, we’re prey for the sorrow
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| Prey, prey, prey for the sorrow
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| Our new gods are empty like the holes in our heads
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| We dance upon the altar of envy and hubris
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| A scourge of narcissism reaps depression in black waves
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| If this is your salvation, you better pray
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| You better pray
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| You better pray
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| One, two, three, go
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| Prey, we are all prey for the sorrow
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| Prey, we are all prey for the sorrow, our sorrow
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| Prey, prey, prey for the sorrow
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| Prey, prey, prey for the sorrow |