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A howling wind is whistling in the night |
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My dog is growling in the dark |
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Something's pulling me outside |
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To ride around in circles |
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I know that you have got the time |
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Coz anything I want, you do |
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You'll take a ride through the strangers |
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Who don't understand how to feel |
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In the death car, we're alive |
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In the death car, we're alive |
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I'll let some air come in the window |
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Kind of wakes me up a little |
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I don't turn on the radio |
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Coz they play sh*t, like....You know |
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When your hand was down on my dick |
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It felt quite amazing |
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And now that, that is all over |
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All we've got is the silence |
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In the death car, we're alive |
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In the death car, we're alive |
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So come on mandolins, play |
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When I touched you |
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I felt that you still had your baby fat |
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And a little taste of baby's breath |
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Makes me forget about death |
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At your age you're still joking |
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It ain't time yet for the choking |
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So now we can see the movie and see each other truly |
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In the death car, we're alive |
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In the death car, we're alive |
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I want to hear some mandolins |