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haggle tokens in your travesty |
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be shameless my friend |
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delirious |
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Beelzebub was tickling your feet |
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stuck in limbo in a dead tree |
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delirious |
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and the sorcerers are coming to |
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your back yard to greet you |
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delirious |
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black silk flutters in a cold breeze |
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kissing skin we break free |
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outside |
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outside |
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spinning, shooting sun seed stars out of our eyes |
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bartering with witches that fly to get what we need to be |
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to be delirious |
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delirious |
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wrathful solders standing at the gate |
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impatient to crack your skull |
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they won't wait! |
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delirious |
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we go to hell with them untouchable |
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and we leave them there invincible |
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delirious |
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jump in deep water with me my friend |
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we'll hold our breath, pretend that we are dead |
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delirious |
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black silk flutters in a cold breeze, kissing skin we break free |
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outside |
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out side |
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spinning shooting sun seed stars out of our eyes bartering with witches that fly |
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to get what we need |
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to be |
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to be delirious |
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so delirious |
