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- 1st
- 12:50 am
the kind of dirty where the water never cleans off the clothes.
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04:01 amBut tonight you presume too much
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- 4th
- 01:18 am
I don’t need to hang my stocking way above the fireplace
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- 6th
- 02:20 am
And we'll all dance alone to the sound of your death.
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- 7th
- 01:13 am
they say come with your arms raised high
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01:27 amChipping around, kick my brains around the floor
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- 10th
- 03:08 am
And your face just drops in a pile of flesh
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- 12th
- 06:21 pm
I sent my astro zombies to rape this land
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- 13th
- 12:35 am
and cross the patron saint of switchblade fights
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12:59 amWe could be in the park and dancing by a tree
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03:46 amAnd it's not your fault that no one ever does
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- 14th
- 01:09 am
As pin-pricks in the velvet break our fall
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03:29 amFall on your tounge like pixie dust just think happy thoughts
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11:31 pmAs the fragments of my skull begin to fall
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- 16th
- 03:29 am
Another sad song, with nothing to say
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- 17th
- 06:09 am
We never really liked you much anyway
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- 21st
- 09:10 pm
I've been calling you all week for my shotgun
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- 23rd
- 02:47 am
And what I'm goin through, shot lipgloss through my veins
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- 27th
- 05:03 am
From the earth to the morgue, morgue, morgue, MORGUE
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10:09 amDrinking by the musalium door
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