| Everything here is so fucking lifeless
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| Am I the only thing here with a heartbeat?
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| Paroxetine has become my mistress
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| Lay me down to sleep with my demons
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| The ceiling lights always on, but it doesn’t shine
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| Illuminating nothing but a sore sight
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| I was once the reaper
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| Now I’m my worst nightmare, grim sleeper
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| Trained to kill
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| For the thrill
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| Empty out my soul
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| You won’t be laughing
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| When your bell tolls
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| (So you’ve finally come to take me)
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| Thatcher: I’ve let others try and they all failed
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| Mistake after mistake, so I’ll kill you myself
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| I won’t lose sleep if I kill you tonight
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| Go on, make my day, put up a fucking fight
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| Jay: I’ve lost all sense of conscious thought
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| Don’t be surprised if you find me hanging from my bed post
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| Thatcher: I haven’t killed in years
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| And I’m thirsty
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| Jay: Empty out my soul
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| Thatcher: All points have lead up to this moment
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| I’ll leave you hanging from the ceiling
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| Like you, I have no feeling
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| Jay: Cut my throat, Let me choke
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| Make sure I don’t stop bleeding
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| Let the cold arms of death embrace me
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| Jay: You’re just a number to my body count
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| You don’t matter to me
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| I don’t care if I die
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| Go ahead and kill me
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| I don’t care if I die
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| Go ahead and kill me
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| Fear me
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| Fear me |