She's got here eyes open wide
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She's got the dotten spit of the world
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Her mouth on the metal
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Lips of a scared little girl
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I got a angel in the lobby
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He's waiting to put me in line
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I won't ask forgiveness
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My faith has gone dry
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Shes got christing prescripters
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And death has crawled in her ear
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I kill the faith of the music with songs that
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She shouldn't hear
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And it spins around
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One two three
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And the we all lay down
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Four five six
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Some do it fast and some do it better in smaller amounts
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And it turns around
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One two three
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And we all lay down
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Four five six
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Some do it fast and some do it better in smaller amounts
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The Fallen
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| Count To Six And Die (The Vacuum Of Infinite Space Encompassing) |
