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Let's skirt the issue |
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Of discipline |
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Let's start an illusion |
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With hand and pen |
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Read the words |
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And start again |
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Accept the gift of sin |
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The gift of |
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Pleasure is bleeding to |
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Smother my words |
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The four walls drain me dry |
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Of all imagination |
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Crying out to be told to stand still |
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Crying out to be told to stand still |
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The price of red death |
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Is the price of true love |
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The nights of red death |
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Are the nights of true love |
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The price of red death |
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Is the price of true love |
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The nights of red death |
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Are the nights of true love |
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The black |
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QueenJumps through my skin |
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The King of hearts is waiting |
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Close to home |
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Someone's shooting outside |
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Trigger finger's itchy |
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Another moving target |
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More blood on your surplice |
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More blood for the price of red death |
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Nailing you to the wall |
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Nailing you to the |
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Spanish mystic |
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Nailing you to the wall |
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Nailing you to the wall |
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Nailing you to the |
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Spanish mystic |
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Nailing you to the wall |
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Three shots ring out to scream |
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Who wants to play |
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Roman soldier |
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That lives inside of me |
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Perennial artist |
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What do you see? |
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What do you see? |
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My secret fear of being alone |
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I sit and hold hands with myself |
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I sit and make love to myself |
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I've got blood on my hands |
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I've got blood on your hands |
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I've got blood on my hands |
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I've got blood on your hands |
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Blood on our hands |
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Blood on our hands |
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BloodBlood |
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Blood... |