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There came a sound concocted by demons |
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A sound like metal and blood |
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She's strangling cats with horses up there |
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I've had enough, it's time to die |
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Do you think she's run out of resin |
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Has she even heard of the stuff |
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If I knew where to buy it |
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I would, but |
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I don'tLike it or not, you're not leaving alive |
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So save your breath for when you die |
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Save your time for me |
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There's never been a time for you |
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I'd like to blame |
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VivaldiThe blame is made out of dust |
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And when the dust blows backwards it smokes and it stacks |
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Say what you want, it's time to die |
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Why don't you call up all the firsts and seconds |
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There'll be a swinging performance tonight |
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I can explain it all when the cops come around |
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Tomorrow night, you're not leaving alive |
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So save your breath for when you die |
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Save your time for me |
