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Oh my god I can't |
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It's 12 o'clock again |
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I have to go and feed my inner demon |
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The sun is shining bright |
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But that's just blind mans light |
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What I know isn't for human consumption |
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I go down my hole |
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My road to salvation |
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To get my release |
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Play my psycho role |
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Can't stop salvation |
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Mental mastication |
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Mental mastication |
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Mental mastication |
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Mental mastication |
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Now I know I can |
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My favourite 'me' again |
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Can't stop to feed my inner demon |
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The sun has turned to night |
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The monster won the fight |
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What I do isn't for human consumption |
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I go down my hole |
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My slaughter obligation |
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To get my release |
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Need my psycho role for mental masturbation |
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Rest in peace |
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Mental mastication |
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Mental mastication |
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Mental mastication |
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Mental mastication |
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Rip out your fucking guts |
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Eat them with beans on toast |
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Rip both your eyes out good |
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And dip them in still warm blood |
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Rip off your stupid head |
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And spread your brains on slabs of bread |
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I'll cook you in my pot |
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Eat you faster than you'll rot |
