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Words fall from my mouth |
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Like plates from shaking hands |
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Smash upon the silence |
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Of the smooth naked canal |
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I'm evil and a heathen |
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I'm evil and a heathen |
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I'm a heathen and evil like you |
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There's not a lot |
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Not a lot I couldn't do |
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I like how you pretend |
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That the end will be the end |
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So fill your thirst |
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Drink a curse |
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To the death of death instead |
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I'm evil and a heathen |
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I'm evil and a heathen |
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I'm a heathen and evil like you |
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There's not a lot |
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Not a lot I wouldn't do |
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Utrecht led me to the Sacre Coeur |
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Where the smoke curled round |
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Now the ice blows of Lake Michigan |
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When the ice blows |
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The ice flows knocks you down... |
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Your teeth are black with wine |
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As you place those lips on mine |
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And the moon hangs heavy and forbidden high |
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On the night of our lives |
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I'm evil and a heathen |
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I'm evil and a heathen |
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I'm a heathen and evil like you |
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There's not a lot |
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Not a lot we couldn't do |
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Evil like you... |
