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The wind is screaming |
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around the trees for my |
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Psychocandy |
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The world is spreading a |
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strange disease for my |
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Psychocandy |
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Candy is the baddest seed |
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She'll take you down and make you eat |
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Her fish |
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Her poison fish |
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Is on her dish |
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Candy cannot hear or see |
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She's in the place she needs to be |
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She'll take the point to |
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a sharpened blade |
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And give you something warm to taste |
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And the world is turning 'round |
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And on and on and on |
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And the world is turning 'round |
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And on and on and on |
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And the world is turning 'round |
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And on and on and on |
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And the world is turning 'round |
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And on and on and on |
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And the world is turning 'round |
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And on and on and on |
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(Psychocandy) |
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And the world is turning 'round |
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And on and on and on |
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(Psychocandy) |
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And the world is turning 'round |
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And on and on and on |
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(Psychocandy) |
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And the world is turning 'round |
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And on and on and on |
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(She's my Psychocandy) |
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And the world is turning 'round |
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And on and on and on |
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(She's my Psychocandy) |
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And the world is turning 'round |
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And on and on and on |
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(Psychocandy) |
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And the world is turning 'round |
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And on and on and on |
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(Psycho) |
