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This words cuts deep |
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Right thru the bone |
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Though I've never ever been what this damn rotten word has shown |
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I'm bleedin' backwards |
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Been dead for a while |
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Don't give a fuck |
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Cause I'm dyin' with style |
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And another word from the morgue |
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But I guess it's the word to die for |
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Sometime in between now and then |
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It's a word right from the morgue again |
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This song cuts deep |
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Right thru the bone |
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Though I've never ever been what this damn rotten tone has shown |
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I take these words |
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Tear'em in two |
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And sing'em just for the reaper and you |
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And another word from the morgue |
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But I guess it's the word to die for |
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Sometime in between now and then |
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It's a word right from the morgue again |
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Gonna hit the graves now |
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Gettin' my inkin' thrill |
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Me and this word from the morgue |
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We're in for the kill |
