| Bring out your dead, we’re raising hell
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| The new sex that sells
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| There will be no redemption
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| Cause it won’t be long ‘til you jump on this
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| So you wanna see hell? |
| Wanna make this real?
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| Cross your heart and hope to die
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| If you haven’t got a life worth living, anywhere you go you never fit in
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| Understand if you take my hand this is just the beginning
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| They said we couldn’t so we proved that we could
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| We don’t let anybody stop us when we’re up to no good
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| Bring out your dead, we’re raising hell
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| The new sex that sells
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| There will be no redemption
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| Cause it won’t be long ‘til you jump on this
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| So you wanna see hell? |
| Wanna make this real?
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| Cross your heart and hope to die
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| Forget the rule book, let’s tear this down
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| Turn the heat up, let’s burn this town
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| Forget the rule book, let’s tear this down
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| Turn the heat up, let’s burn this fucking town
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| The temperature is rising
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| I’m waiting for the ground to open up and take me
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| Bring out your dead, we’re raising hell
|
| The new sex that sells
|
| There will be no redemption
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| Cause it won’t be long ‘til you jump on this
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| So you wanna see hell? |
| Wanna make this real?
|
| Cross your heart and hope to die
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| Cause it won’t be long ‘til you jump on this
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| Cross your heart and hope to die…
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| Where is your god? |
| Where is your god now?
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| Death’s kiss could be the sweetest embrace
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| No-one ever said that meant the end of the race
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| So you wanna see hell? |
| Wanna make this real?
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| Cross your heart and hope to die
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| We’re raising hell
|
| The new sex that sells
|
| There will be no redemption
|
| Cause it won’t be long ‘til you jump on this
|
| So you wanna see hell? |
| Wanna make this real?
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| Cross your heart and hope to die
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| Cause it won’t be long ‘til you jump on this |