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Bauhaus - In The Night |
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in the night in the chair |
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he sits there, he sits tight |
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no more cans, no more crime |
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see the place, see the time |
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you never know. |
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he walks light, don\'t know how |
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maybe now, in the night |
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oh, i know, yes i know |
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there\'s no chat |
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he\'s for show |
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you never know |
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sees the place and tries to get the time |
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he\'s slowly slipping into the slime |
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can\'t inject into his veins |
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blood and guff ooze out and stain |
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cares not that he really bleeds |
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death not hell is what he needs |
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sees the place, checks the time |
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some other place, some other time |
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you never know |
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slipping up and down his writhing side |
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his eyes begin to ponder pride |
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subjective pics of misled youth |
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before him lies the naked truth |
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undignified insignified- his wrist onto the razor slides |
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you never know |