| We Don’t Force It
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| Just Remember We Don’t Force It
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| We Don’t Forfeit
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| Ah Nah We Won’t Forfeit
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| We Don’t Forget
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| Yeah This Golden Spit I Told Em
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| We Roll With The Swollen Shit.
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| Keep A Deeper State Of A Mindless Torture
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| Poison Apple, Move Through Orchard,
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| I Approach You, Walk In Circles,
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| Spirit Of The Hunter, I Could Hurt You.
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| Caught In An Emotional Realm,
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| My Private World Is Painful
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| And I Don’t Care If It Rain In My Window
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| Pain Inside I’m An Insane Angel.
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| No Gold At The End Of My Rainbow,
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| Get Ahold Of Myself And My Brain Go Boom,
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| Sittin In My Room Consumed With Doom.
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| Doors Open Force Flow Through Me,
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| Spring Time Bloomin Daffodils
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| Still Got A 6-Shot Revolver,
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| My Gangster Friends Wont Get This Album,
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| Not My Problem, I Hibernate But I Still Called Em.
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| We Don’t Force It
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| Just Remember We Don’t Force It
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| We Don’t Forfeit
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| Ah Nah We Won’t Forfeit
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| We Don’t Forget
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| Yeah This Golden Spit I Told Em
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| We Roll With The Swollen Shit.
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| Revel In My Glory, Kneel Before Me
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| While The Straight Jacket Come Around,
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| Gray Casket Underground.
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| Name Captivated Crowd, Leave Em In Suspense.
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| Maximum Overdrive, Last Of My Kind Alive.
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| Mastering Every Single Movement Like A Puppeteer,
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| Go For The Throat Again, No Friend We Don’t Pretend.
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| Send You To The Other End, Flmaes On The Flesh Burn.
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| Meet Nephrostaphales, Heat Make It Hard To Breath,
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| Leave While You Have The Chance, I Could Change My Mind.
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| Advantages Of Ricochet, Adventures In Anime,
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| Tear Away The Backdrop Revealing The Hopeless,
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| Incentive To Innovate, Allow Me To Demonstrate.
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| Pin Point Will Penetrate The Heart Like A Spear Shaft.
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| First Circle My Prey, The Burst Working My Way,
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| The Thirst Never Left Me I Just Had To Find It.
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| Hazardous As Chemical, No Mc Identical.
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| We Don’t Force It
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| Just Remember We Don’t Force It
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| We Don’t Forfeit
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| Ah Nah We Won’t Forfeit
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| We Don’t Forget
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| Yeah This Golden Spit I Told Em
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| We Roll With The Swollen Shit.
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| A Rhymin' Psycho
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| What Yo Step Though.
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| Sick, Inflicted With Pain I Spit
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| Torture.
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| Exert Energy, Hurt Enemy,
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| Love Run Raw Through The Veins Of My Army,
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| Nothin Feel Better Than The Strength Of Our Movement,
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| My Revolution Offer Solution,
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| Triple Seven On A Path Less Travelled,
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| Psycho, Psychadellic Thoughts Unravel,
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| Master Theif Drink Psycho Juice,
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| With Like-Minded Maniacs Who Like Abuse.
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| Insult To Injury, Full Color Imagery,
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| Revenge Will Be The Motivation,
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| Open Wounds Lacerations,
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| Focus My Fascination, Nose To The Grindstone,
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| This Is Not An Accident, Battle Axe Accurate.
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| Emmaculate Structure, My Alphabetic Framework,
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| Strength Of A Monolith, Brains Of A Novelist,
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| Ominous Approach Engulf Words Like A Bonfire,
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| Visions Of A Sacred Quest, Sacred As The Eagles Nest.
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| We Don’t Force It
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| Just Remember We Don’t Force It
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| We Don’t Forfeit
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| Ah Nah We Won’t Forfeit
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| We Don’t Forget
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| Yeah This Golden Spit I Told Em
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| We Roll With The Swollen Shit. |