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Mr. Crowley |
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What went on in your head |
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Mr. Crowley |
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did you talk with the dead |
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Your lifestyle to me seems so tragic |
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with the thrill of it all |
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You fooled all the people with magic |
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you waited on Satan's call |
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Mr. Charming |
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did you think you were pure |
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Mr. Alarming |
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in nocturnal report |
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Uncovering things that were scared |
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manifest on this earth |
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Concealed in the eye of a secret |
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and they scattered the afterbirth |
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Mr. Crowley |
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won't you ride my white horse |
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Mr. Crowley |
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It's symbolic, of course |
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Approaching a time that is classic |
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I hear maiden's call |
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approaching a time that is drastic |
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standing with their backs to the wall |
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I wanna know what you meant |
