| Bang, bang, boogie
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| Up jumps the party
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| I know your name, and the hours that you operate are grave yard
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| Shift my body weight out the gates
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| He came, huh, like a thief in the night
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| This hell hounded off his leash, teeth clenched tight
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| You might know my face, not the expression that it’s left in
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| When I taste a loved ones blood, my forked tongue
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| Make sure protect your next of kin
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| Take it like pain killers
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| Spill the pills of medicine right down the drain
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| Flush the evidence then claim your innocence
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| This shit just isn’t their game
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| In fact, their rules don’t apply here
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| It’s a shame that you’re going to die here
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| Underneath my thumb print
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| All over some dumb shit
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| Run quick cause you’re about to get your punk ass beat in public
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| Like bang, bang, boogie
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| He beat down her door with an alibi full of childhood
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| I killed time while it stood still for her
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| Moments must have adjusted accordingly, but on his watch
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| The minutes were fast, giving him whiplash
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| Beat by the hands of my clock
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| Lots can happen in an hour
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| For some days don’t fly by, they make a crash landing
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| I flee by night and only return for emergencies
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| Just so I can listen to the ambulance sing
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| Sirens rang, the colors of the flashing lights
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| Painted the town red in the blackest of nights
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| So i will not taint beauty in the ugliest of moments
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| Its that strange side of a poet
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| I’m writing you out of my will to live and let live
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| And to give you some perspective, I’m a changed man in that respect
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| You best get professional detectives and motion detectors to protect your
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| relatives
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| That’s as much warning as your ass will get
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| I hold my aim, this is an invite to my domain
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| Pick me up while I hitchhike on memory lane
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| Sit tight while I back seat drive you insane
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| And beat your brains until you see nothing but pitch white
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| And keep you breathing just long enough to have you explain what its like
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| And how you like it. |
| Convince me
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| I want to believe
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| I want to believe that you bleed
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| I want to believe that you’re bleeding
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| Just as much as she did
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| I’ll experiment with your life until I find it’s fucking meaning
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| You will hang, hang
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| Bang, bang, boogie
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| She beat back her attackers with a childhood full of alibis
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| As I understood, she had to lie
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| The battle cries must have adjusted accordingly
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| Her stopped calls for help never were answered back
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| And for that beat by the hands of my clock
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| Lots can happen in a matter of seconds
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| Ask for a repentance from a looking glass
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| Self shattered reflections
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| Before you blame your anger on adolescence
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| Listen to the symphony of ambulances sing
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| So beautiful
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| So nice
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| Tell me where were you last night?
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| As usual
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| You lied
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| Tell me where the fuck you hide
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| It goes bang, bang, boogie
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| Up jumps the party
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| I always notice when she has new marks on her body |