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why did you leave me alonein that black cavernous holewhy did you leave me to diei know whyi know whyi know whyi know whyi know whyi know whyi know whybecause your sick of yourselfi'm pretty sick of you tooyou think that cutting me outcan fix the things that you doand you've done to adieuand become some approvedand belowby the crowdthat you've covered in a holethat you knowthat its youwho's all aloneout on the fringewe get high and unhingedand the outcasts are inpressing skin onto skinonto skinonto skinhow many handshave you beento get to rings you can kisshow many souls you dismissedso you can get on a listso elite for effectso a featthat you let them mistreat youyou know dress just rightand you speak so finethey've turned you so uptightand they've been so unkindand they're wasting your timeand they're robbing you blindand they'll leave you behindand you knowthat i knowthat it's youwho's all aloneout in the fringewe get high and unhingedand the outcasts are inpressing skin on to skinon to skinout in the fringewe get high and unhingedand the outcasts are inpressing skin on to skinon to skinon to skinon to skinon to skinon to skinso you burieded your foesand buried your friendsand you're keeping a listand the list never endscause you buried your foesand you buried your friendsand you're keeping a listand the list never endswell were waltzing awayto the bottom of the groundyeah we're waltzing to the bottom of the barreland we're waltzing away to the bottom of a barrel tonightwell were waltzing awayto the bottom of the groundyeah we're waltzing to the bottom of the barreland we're waltzing away to the bottom of a barrel tonightwell were waltzing awayto the bottom of the groundyeah we're waltzing to the bottom of the barreland we're waltzing away to the bottom of a barrel tonight |