| I’ll be there waiting
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| With the hook in your neck as the contact you’ve made
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| Deficient
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| And your hand will break
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| If you touch this fence
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| Please them 'til they’re blind with cleft lens
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| What have you brought for my appetite?
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| What have you brought for my appetite?
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| I’ll never perish
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| With the albino horns of a thousand young born
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| Will you drink from the depths of my sea?
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| And your hand will break
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| If you touch this fence
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| Please them till they’re blind with cleft lens
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| What have you brought for my appetite?
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| What have you brought for my appetite?
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| I might not make it back again
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| The vervain is on the rise
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| Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe
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| Got to open wide
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| Got to open wide
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| Might of a serpent swallowing tail
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| Cycle recycled and I’m next to nothing
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| I said
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| Help me come alive
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| Help me come alive
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| Help me come alive
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| Help me come alive
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| Place your ring finger on this debt
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| Am I living or am I dead?
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| Do what thou wilt, tell them what I’ve found
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| The steps of a ladder from a diamondback’s mouth
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| I said
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| Help me come alive
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| Help me come alive
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| Help me come alive
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| Help me come alive
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| Help me come alive
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| Help me come alive
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| I ain’t gonna hold my breath
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| I ain’t gonna hold my breath |