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I dreamt I got a snakebite |
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Just a dream but upon waking up my head felt light |
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My arm felt tight |
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Where the serpent struck |
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A mark so faintly |
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There upon me |
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With very little warning the end |
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And if you think that I'm becoming the worst I can become |
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You've got another thing coming baby |
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I've a few tricks up my dirty white sleeve |
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Run run run run run |
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Run run run run run |
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I see that you've got well made hands |
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You're well put together |
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You smell like apples |
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Taste like the sea |
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And in your nature |
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A full set of vigors |
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I have a vision of you ripely |
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Hanging from the tree |
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Swinging in the orchard breeze |
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And though nobody wants a part of the ritual |
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You could at least keep me an honest vigil |
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And if you see me rising up through the floor |
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With unblinking eyes |
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Run run run run run |
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Run run run run run |
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I lie awake tonight |
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It's weight upon my chest |
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Smell of the well |
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Upon the unwell |
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Voice from the dark water |
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I don't recognise it |
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There's a thing that I must do |
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A question I should ask |
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Who are you, why do you come for me? |
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Who are you, why do you come for me? |
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Who are you, why do you come for me? |
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O nobody wants a part of the ritual |
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You could at least keep me an honest vigil |
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And if you see me coming out the door |
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With a bloody hand |
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Run run run run run |
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And if you see me rising up through the floor |
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With unblinking eyes |
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Run run run run run |
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Run run run run run |
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Run run run run run |
