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A mouthful of silence and words left for dead |
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Someone is heading for thing left unsaid |
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Inkdrugged smiles spittin' blackacidlights |
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I guess the zeronaut is on the go tonight |
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Twist a tongue and turn this song down low |
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The zeronaut is on the go |
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An eyeful of blackness and colour mislead |
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Someone is heading for ink left unbled |
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Got that guy with scythe by my side |
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I guess the zeronaut is on the go tonight |
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Twist a tongue and turn this song down low |
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The zeronaut is on the go |
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Twist a knife and turn this life down low |
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The zeronaut is on the go |
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A handful of nothin' and lives left unbred |
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Someone is heading for lines left unread |
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Be sang this song each time he died |
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I guess the zeronaut is on the go tonight |
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Twist a tongue and turn this song down low |
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The zeronaut is on the go |
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Twist a knife and turn this life down low |
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The zeronaut is on the go |
