Catch a shooting star, burn it to a crisp
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Born into death, will you take the risk
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See buckets and buckets, yeah, buckets of sin
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You'll never end and can never begin
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Chorus:
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Welcome To Your Death (x3)
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No forest of pleasure or fields of pain
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High-rise at night, see the pavements of stain
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A beckoning hand from those who were slain
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Now you can sleep again
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Repeat Chorus
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I take the night and I stretch it wide
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And I see all, you hide, I died
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So slip right in, sip the wine
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The caution flashes but the water's fine
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Repeat Chorus
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W.T.Y.D. (Welcome To Your Death)
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| annihilator |
