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The devil ain't got no brains in the form of fury, |
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I'mma smash 'em |
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Dance with the wicked, embrace got look into things before |
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I blast 'em' |
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Cause I'm a lost soul with no where to go in the flame |
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Took me a while to come to conclusion but |
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I made itPitch fork, gotta get faster further away |
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Ain't got no time |
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Flip to the grip that |
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I just can't slip through |
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Two steps ahead, always one behind |
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Gotta watch your mind up until you die |
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Gotta prove yourself never true as |
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IDon't be surprised if |
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I pull the knife |
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Gonna stab his ass, gonna take his life |
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My enemies, give this pain to my enemies |
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My enemies, |
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I'm back in search of enemies |
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Can I be saved or am |
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I just doomed to fall? |
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Sick and deranged, hell bent on killing them all |
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Something ain't right in my head today |
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Searching for words so |
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I can try to explain |
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Hey, hey, hey, hey, why sometimes |
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I act out in vain? |
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No torturing myself over the shit |
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I put them deep in their graves |
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I put them deep in their graves |
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I put them deep in their graves |
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I put them deep in their graves |
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I put them deep in their graves |
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My enemies, give this pain to my enemies |
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My enemies, |
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I'm back in search of enemies |
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Can I be saved or am |
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I just doomed to fall? |
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Sick and deranged, hell bent on killing them all |
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I hope to dance with the devil before he's put in the grave |
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But Jamie got there before |
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I could even blow out a flame |
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Time that |
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I heard it from me couple of times |
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Now how could |
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I keep livin' with myself after they died? |
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I'll try it again hopin' |
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I can fit in with them |
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But I know it never works, it never does so not again |
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It seems like not a conscience that you can find |
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But a dream like the mother fuckin' killer that's in my mind |
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Grab an axe and hack away, wish it was a holiday |
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And once a year we get to kill our enemies and celebrate |
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My enemies, give this pain to my enemies |
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My enemies, |
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I'm back in search of enemies |
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Can I be saved or am |
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I just doomed to fall? |
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Sick and deranged, hell bent on killing them all |
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I'm standing here emotionless |
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I'm just roaming the earth in search of all your hopelessness |
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I wouldn't stand too close to this, a quick move will set it off |
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And have me goin' for your throats and shit |
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One by one we'll get you all and when you fall and yes you will |
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There's pins and needles everywhere to help me from the thrill kill |
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Give this hurt and all this pain is sharper than the sharpest |
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I just stab it in they void, in they face and in they wind pipe |
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My enemies, give this pain to my enemies |
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My enemies, |
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I'm back in search of enemies |
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Can I be saved or am |
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I just doomed to fall? |
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Sick and deranged, hell bent on killing them all |