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Who's that angry man I see? |
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Is he coming closer? |
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Well, I'll just make believe |
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That I've never been afraid |
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Crackle, crackle, you're all dead |
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Feel the heat from firehead |
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From spooky stories that he's read |
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They put pictures on his body |
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Living out a fantasy |
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To be the last one left alive, ha |
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Crackle, crackle, you're all dead |
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Feel the heat from firehead |
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He's lost the instruction, no control |
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Suicide fever, he won't be much older |
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High, low, won't go away |
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What's that smoke that I can see |
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Rising from the ashes? |
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Well, it seems that there will always be |
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Someone just like you |
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Crackle, crackle, and you're all dead |
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Feel the heat from firehead, firehead, firehead |
