| I am a righteous man
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| Pain on my lips and flowers in my hand
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| Angel’s breath can die
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| And choke out any day
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| Bite your flesh
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| Leave scars all over
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| Till my teeth are broken
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| Tear your face wide open
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| The devil made me do it
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| Every day I want to fuckin' die
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| I mix my hate with alcohol now
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| Everything that I love I want to kill
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| The devil made me do it
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| Every day I want to fuckin' die
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| I mix my hate with alcohol now
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| Everything that I love I want to kill
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| The devil made me do it
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| The devil made me do it
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| I am the nothing’s end, only empty, sick inside
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| Trigger trip or trick, tearing flesh, cutting in rough lines
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| Hate your face, your pain’s not over
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| Till my hands are swollen and my fists are broken
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| The devil made me do it
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| Every day I want to fuckin' die
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| I mix my hate with alcohol now
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| Everything that I love I want to kill
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| The devil made me do it
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| Every day I want to fuckin' die
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| I mix my hate with alcohol now
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| Everything that I love I want to kill
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| The devil made me do it
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| The devil made me do it
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| The devil made me do it
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| The devil made me do it
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| The devil made me do it |