So here I am yeah!
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Once again yeah!
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Calling out the news
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What's that spell
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yeah! Got to hell yeah is that phrase I'm about to use
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I saw you from my window when you were climbing in
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it was just a matter of when
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and sure enough you're back again.
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So now you're standing on my floor
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begging me for more you want alot that
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I haven't got and I keep wondering
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what for
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Won't ever listen won't ever go away
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But this time you won't be missing the point of what I've got to say
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Cause you're that certain someone
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who's been messing with the wrong one
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What's that spell?
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You get one at a time of my eight bits put them together
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and read my lips
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Whats that spell?
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GO TO HELL!
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Feels just like a sickness where you're a constant cough
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Or maybe like a smell that just don't wanna wear off
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Could you be liquid by accident retained
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How do you spell the point that I sustain
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Whats That Spell?... Go To Hell!
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| The Hives |
