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Oh! Mark my works |
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I'll make sure you |
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Have a life sentence |
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Of misery |
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Mark my works |
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I'll make sure you |
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Have a life sentence |
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Of misery |
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So this is where, your world gets turned |
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Upside town |
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We're spreading the infection, one drunken night at a time |
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Regret runs smoothly down her throat |
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With every second of her pathetic so called life! |
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You're holding on to nothing. It's all just in your head. |
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Well burn this city, burn this city to the ground. |
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You're holding on to nothing. It's all just in your head. |
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Well burn this city, burn this city to the ground. |
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So this is where, my world starts to cringe, everything falls apart |
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Replaying images of himself sliding into, your lifeless body |
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As he slides my selfs into your lifeless body |
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I can't get it out my head |
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As he slides my selfs into your lifeless body |
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I can't get it out my head |
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You're holding on to nothing. It's all just in your head. |
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Well burn this city, burn this city to the ground. |
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You're holding on to nothing. It's all just in your head. |
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Well burn this city, burn this city to the ground. |
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To the ground! |
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I'm out for blood |
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I'll rip you apart |
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I'm out for blood |
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I sweet to god |
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Wipe that smile right of your... face! |
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I'm out for blood |
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I'm out for blood |
