| Listen to reason
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| In the back room where I started
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| From the beginning to the end
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| What do you want? |
| Do you pretend?
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| Right through the fucking mirror
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| Right through the fucking wall
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| Right through the fucking mirror
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| Right through the fucking wall
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| Look into my eyes, I hope you die
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| Crushed into a million pieces
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| Chop you up, and put you in the garbage disposal
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| And rip your head off
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| And crush your neck with a fucking ten-inch knife
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| Punch a fucking bullet right through your brain
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| Right into the part of insanity, insanity
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| Right down in the middle of your forehead
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| With a razor blade on your cheek
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| To make you pretty, make you bleed
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| Right through the beginning, through the mirror
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| Riding it backwards in the back room
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| Don’t you understand?
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| I’ll chop you up into a million pieces
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| I hope you fucking die
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| I hope you fucking die
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| Well I hope you fucking die
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| Well I hope you fucking die
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| Right through passivist, passivist
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| Right through the passivist
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| Through history into your brain, we walk backwards
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| Understand religion is the only card you play in your hands
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| I’ll pull a knife, I’ll cut your neck
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| I’ll chop your head off, I’ll break your legs
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| I’ll chop your legs off and put you in the freezer
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| Watch you freeze, freeze, freeze
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| Fucking die, fucking die
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| Fucking die, fucking die
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| Watch your room, through your head in the room
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| Where you are bleeding, from a circle
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| I’ll clean up your body parts with a fucking vacuum cleaner |