| She’ll suck the living down to size three
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| She’ll suck the living and she’ll kill me
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| Necks are crooked and it’s time to sing
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| Her beak is wide open at the sound of wings
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| Oh ay
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| She kisses harder than me
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| She kisses harder than me
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| I guess I’m not that hungry
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| Veins are rivers flowing to the sea
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| Fish will eat it, but don’t ask me
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| Angels looking make it hard to cry
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| People looking make it cool to die
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| Oh ay
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| She kisses harder than me
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| She kisses harder than me
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| I guess I’m not that hungry
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| She kisses harder than me
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| She kisses harder than me
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| I guess I’m not that hungry |