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This is the way I am |
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This is the way I should not be |
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Smothered in grief that won't back down |
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This is a song I wrote |
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About the stuff I hate the most |
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Oh what a mess in living color |
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This is the sight |
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This is the sound |
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I was too curious |
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This is the mouth |
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And yes the very thing |
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I told you |
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This is the mouth that swallowed me whole |
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I warned you |
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This is the danger of our Mother Nature |
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This isn't how I feel |
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This may be just a rough idea |
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Buried in red and black and in brown |
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This is the sight |
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This is the sound |
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Oh look what's coming in |
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Yeah look what's coming now |
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The very thing |
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I told you |
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This is the mouth that swallowed me whole |
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Well I warned you |
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This is the danger of our Mother Nature |
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This is the sound |
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This is the mouth |
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And yes the very thing |
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I told you |
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This is the mouth that swallowed me whole |
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Well I warned you |
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This is the danger of our Mother Nature |
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This is the end... |