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Fingers move fingers |
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My wrists made of satin |
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Don't be afraid of what's gonna happen |
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Elbows to ankles my fists out of place |
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I turn around backwards and off slides my face |
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Bones plattered shattered |
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Dissolving my skin |
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My torso melts it flows out my shins |
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Open so open a circular mark |
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The cut on my forehead it glows in the dark |
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Ran away dark dank stank moss creeps |
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Cross the river | run from the dark stark fear |
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For l'd run, I run from the night |
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I say so sad so dead and mad |
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An angry diehard tears from m? |
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My veins in pain |
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They torch my mouth the saint |
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Ran away dark dank stank moss it creeps |
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Cross the river I run from the dark stark fear |
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l'd run from the night |