| Welcome to the lonesome world of Abel
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| Where every brother’s knife is set to slay you
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| And paranoia keeps you healthy
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| Crooked deals can keep you wealthy
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| Serum vials to help you when you’re sad
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| Every other face is bent and broken
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| Wrap your teeth around the only game in town
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| Made you clothes from insulation
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| Break your day for pay and ration
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| Hide
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| Hide
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| Hide
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| Killed by an angel
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| Lost inside amazing colors
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| It’s never how you feel
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| It comes in a bottle
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| Let’s say you found a gun
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| How would your bad side burn?
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| It’s never how you feel
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| It comes in a bottle
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| Relax and all these whores will lick the membrane
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| Just a touch, a stain, a hole in your brain
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| It’s cold when you remove the nails
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| Beg for more when all else fails
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| Serum vials to help you when you’re sad
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| Killed by an angel
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| Lost inside amazing colors
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| It’s never how you feel
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| It comes in a bottle
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| Let’s say you found a gun
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| How would your bad side burn?
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| It’s never how you feel
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| It comes in a bottle
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| The way the sea reflects the sun
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| Long gone
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| And all the miracles of love
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| Long gone
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| You hold your heart out in your hand
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| One last long sigh gone
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| One last long sigh gone
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| When you see the sores you can’t believe them
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| Pathogenic lovers in a basement cell
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| Dirty white sheets cut up in strips
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| Cracks in the mirror, and your mind slips
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| Serum vials to help you when you’re sad
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| Killed by an angel
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| Lost inside amazing colors
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| It’s never how you feel
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| It comes in a bottle
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| Let’s say you found a gun
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| How would your bad side burn?
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| It’s never how you feel
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| It comes in a bottle
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| Killed by an angel
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| Killed by an angel |