| The star has died before the wisemen followed it’s light
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| I move myself around so rats know I’m alive
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| It grows around me sprouting, dies and grows again
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| Batton down the hatches kids, the storm is rolling in
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| Give them too much food
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| They eat themselves to death
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| Now you’re in the loop
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| Wound to your hanging web
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| You need to leave it alone
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| C’mon and let them be loud
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| Oh nostalgia powderbomb
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| Death won’t stop you anymore
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| Attention whore, attention whore
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| Death won’t stop you anymore
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| Attention whore, attention whore
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| The day don’t greet me nicely, the creaking of the bone
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| But everything will go away if you leave it alone
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| Give them too much food
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| They eat themselves to death
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| Now you’re in the loop
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| Wound to your hanging web
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| You need to leave it alone
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| C’mon and let them be loud
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| Oh nostalgia Powderbomb
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| Tick tick tick tock
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| Tick tick tick tock
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| Tick tick tick tock
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| Tick tick tick boom!
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| Tick tick tick tock
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| Tick tick tick tock
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| Tick tick tick tock
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| Tick tick tick boom!
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| Tick tick tick tock
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| Tick tick tick tock
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| Tick tick tick tock
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| Tick tick tick boom!
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| Tick tick tick tock
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| Tick tick tick tock
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| Tick tick tick tock
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| Tick tick tick boom!
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| (Death won’t stop you anymore, attention whore, attention whore)
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| That’s all right, that’s okay
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| We don’t want it anyway
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| Boom boom bang bang boom boom hey hey!
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| It’s alright it’s okay
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| We don’t like you anyway
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| Boom boom bang bang boom boom hey hey!
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| Give them too much food
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| They eat themselves to death
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| Now you’re in the loop
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| Wound to your hanging web
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| Give them too much food
|
| They eat themselves to death
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| Now you’re in the loop
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| Wound to your hanging web
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| You need to leave it alone
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| C’mon and let them be loud
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| Oh nostalgia Powderbomb |