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Your dead meat from former days |
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I am your crisis |
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Blue asbestos in your veins |
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I'm your broken fingers |
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I've killed you twice |
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I will again |
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Revenge is eager |
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See first you'll crash |
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Then you'll burn |
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Dorothy died for your pleasure |
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It's hard to get along in this car crash weather |
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Your dead meat |
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Your dead meat |
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Your dead meat |
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Your dead meat formaldehyde |
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Didn't phase me |
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I soon returned to track you down |
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For your confession |
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I'll be your poison and your pain |
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I'll be your struggle to be sane |
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Exploited lament |
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And the places you never went |
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Dorothy died for your pleasure |
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It's hard to get along in this car crash weather |
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Car crash weather |
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Dorothy died for your pleasure |
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It's hard to get along |
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Car crash weather |
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Car crash weather, weather |
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I'm doing you in tomorrow |
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That's why I'm dressed |
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In all this sorrow |
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I'm doing you in tomorrow |
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I'll burn before I mellow |
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Dorothy died for your pleasure |
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It's hard to get along, it's hard to get along |
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Your dead meat from former days |
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Your dead meat from former days |
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Your dead meat from former days |
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Your dead meat from former days |