| Now I’m one with the flies
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| Rising up as the creature cries
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| Sucking up, breathing stops.
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| For the very last time!
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| Can you see it, can you reach it,
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| As it climbs to the top of your spine
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| Such a healer, can’t believe it
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| I’m left so far behind
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| Born to please, to release
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| Wide open and undefined
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| Crashing down in a velvet hall
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| Side by side
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| Narcotic-injected, erotic-respected
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| It suits your kind, cause you’re one with the flies
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| Can you feel it, can you cease it
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| As it crawls to the top of your spine
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| Such a healer, self redeemer
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| I keep thinking that it seems like it’s not fair.
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| (Reach out) And choke with me, reach out
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| Cause it’s killing me.
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| Down! |
| Bring down this sheer submission
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| Down! |
| You know you have to bring it.
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| Down! |
| Deranged from a mind pollution
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| Down! |
| Pitch black but unrefined
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| Such a healer, can’t believe it
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| I keep thinking that it seems like it’s not fair…
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| (Reach out) And choke with me, reach out
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| Cause it’s killing me.
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| Down! |
| Bring down this sheer submission
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| Down! |
| You know you have to bring it.
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| Down! |
| Deranged from a mind pollution
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| Down!
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| Deceiver, believer -don't need you tonight
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| You’ve spilled enough blood, you’ve wasted my life.
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| You know you have to bring it.
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| Down! |
| Bring down this sheer submission
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| Down! |
| You know you have to bring it.
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| Down! |
| Deranged from a mind pollution
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| Down! |
| And screw that common sense.
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| Down! |
| Fight back those limitations
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| Down! |
| And screw that common sense! |