| Smashed apart the dishes, and put them in your brains
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| By your own emission, you’re only filled with hate
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| Did what the devil wishes, and beckoned him to stay
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| In the bedsheets and plastic as they carried him away
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| Ah-Ah, Ah-Ah
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| You’re born without a conscience
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| Or anything love’ll do
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| What brought you to be like that
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| But oh, who you gonna forgive
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| Seconds from his annihilation
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| Oh, what you got to give
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| You are nothing but your anger information
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| You spent up all your money, forgot to buy a bed
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| You tried to crack me open, but burned yourself instead
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| Well, I guess that you’ve proven you’re a real son of a bitch
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| You tore down all the bridges without the fire switch
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| Oh, who you gonna forgive
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| Seconds from his annihilation
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| Oh, what you got to give
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| You are nothing but your anger information
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| You are nothing but your anger information
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| You are nothing but your anger information
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| You are nothing but the anger information |