| Weld in place
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| Tripped me; |
| what, I knew it was a waste
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| Killed my drive
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| Burn the hand that buried me alive
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| Slowed my pulse
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| Take my blood and join the secret cult
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| Pull the shades
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| Little badger wants a son like me
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| The engine is running
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| Frying shit is burning me
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| The engine is running
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| Smothered in gasoline
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| Hailed the smoke
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| Suffocate inside, be not ensued
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| Closed my eyes
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| When they broke the door, I was hypnotized
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| The engine is running
|
| Frying shit is burning me
|
| The engine is running
|
| Smothered in gasoline
|
| Weld in place
|
| Tripped me; |
| what, I knew it was a waste
|
| Killed my drive
|
| Burn the hand that buried me alive
|
| Steamy breath we breathe
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| Noisy old machine |