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Can someone please find me a new trend |
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one that wont lose its charm before it ends |
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a simple theme of air brushed tinted red |
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with her lose lips and charm it shall begin |
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go for the throat lock in and say goodnight |
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i know this venture won't be my last try |
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as for the families these rules don't apply |
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cause in the dead of night is when i strike |
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i swear to god we'll ****ing party tonight |
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just like last night and the night before |
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new faces different places |
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but the graves all state the same |
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my thirst for blood has yet to be quenched |
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patrol the moon with malicious intent |
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soaked head to toe with last gasps of fear |
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hit the road past the sun we disappear |
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the only moves to make are to get out fast |
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this time around you wont be saved by the dance |
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as the king lays his crown on the thrown |
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his legacy shall continue as unknown |
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i hammer down the last nails in your coffin |
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double-checked to not make a mistake |
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i hammer down the last nails in your coffin |
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dropped it down to the bed of the lake |