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Breaking in and entering |
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My will is the law |
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I feel the scent of innocence |
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And I know it's all about to fall |
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Never repent or change |
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Never repent or change |
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Never submit or yield |
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Never submit |
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Trespassing holy ground |
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Reveal your secrets |
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Unlock these private boundaries |
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I'll grant you one more dream |
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Never repent or change |
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Never repent or change |
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Never submit or yield |
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Never submit |
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I have an urge to kill |
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I have an urge to rise above my victim |
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To see their life blood fade away |
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I have an urge to feast upon the weak |
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You're mine |
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Every goddamn time |
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Crowbar my tool of trade |
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Duct tape and a six inch switchblade |
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My love is a Stanley knife |
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My love is the fear in your eyes |
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Never repent or change |
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Never repent or change |
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Never submit or yield |
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Never submit |
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I have an urge to kill |
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I have an urge to rise above my victim |
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To see their life blood fade away |
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I have an urge to feast upon the weak |
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You're mine |
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Every goddamn time |
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(Spoken) |
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You think you're safe in your suburban dreamscape |
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Well, I could change all that... |
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I bide my time... |
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You're such sweet meat... |
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I enter |
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You're screaming |
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One gunshot |
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You're bleeding |
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Dead silence |
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Relieves me |
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You're open wide |
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To see me... |
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Never repent or change |
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Never submit or yield |
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I have an urge to kill |
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I have an urge to rise above my victim |
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To see their life blood fade away |
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I have an urge to feast upon the weak |
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You're mine |
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Every goddamn time |
