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Now we are like how we were |
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Innocence is more than words |
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Now we are poison and we don't care |
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We have no shame, we strip you bare |
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And you're so precious, lost in smoke |
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Too busy laughing to see the joke |
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Nobody knows if you've won or you lost |
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Into the palace or up on the cross |
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Into the gravy or into the ground |
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We just don't want you around, sucker |
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What we want, they'll never get |
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Rags to riches, they work it yet |
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For we're monsters, we love our work |
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You raise your voice, you bite the dirt |
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And you're so patient, lost in dreams |
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Too busy crying to hear the screams |
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Nobody cares if you lost or you won |
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In with the girlies or under the gun |
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Enter the sunshine or under the blade |
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We gonna dance on your grave, sucker |
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What we do is break the law |
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We tasted blood and we want more |
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For we are murder, we like it burnt |
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No quarter, we draw the line |
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And you're so gracious, lost in time |
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Too busy killing to see the crime |
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Love it or hate it, you're gonna pay |
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All of us here gonna ruin your day |
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Into the palace or into the pit |
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We think you're just a shit |
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Nobody cares if you're in or you're out |
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We're gonna give you a smack in the mouth |
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Whether you go or whether you stay |
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I guess it just ain't your day, sucker |
