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Here's your new drug |
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Shoot it in the left eye |
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Feel it on the right side |
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No, it's not love |
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It sets up shop behind your ribcage |
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Building blood clots and black holes |
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Like using an axe to pull |
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A sliver from your skin |
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And they say this is medicine |
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An overdose of oxygen |
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A severed head as sedative |
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To be at peace would be a sin |
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And surely un- |
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American, |
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I'm breaking |
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Here's your new blood transfusion |
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Took us all night |
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Tell us that you're all right |
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No, it's not love |
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Though feels like fire inside of your veins |
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Burning [Incomprehensible] beneath the wrist[Incomprehensible] for a razor's kiss |
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To free it from your skin |
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And they say this is medicine |
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An overdose of oxygen |
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A severed head as sedative |
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To be at peace would be a sin |
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It's surely un- |
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American, |
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I'm breaking down |
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Down, down, down, [Incomprehensible] break down |
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Lift the veil, it's not medicine |
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And my heart fails, time and time again |
