we live in a glamorous mansion with napalm in the walls.
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waterfalls fall like intestines from flying gutted gulls.
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we live in a glamorous mansion with fast ghosts in the walls.
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my bedroom window looks out on crucified orange groves.
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frail fingers in our five-course food.
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biblican rains when the midnight maids strip nude.
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when the fire's chewing up your walls where you gonna go?
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nooses hung from the starts tell me yes or no.
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nausea shreds your head.
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would you rather be homeless or dead?
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when your floor's foaming at the mouth where you gonna run?
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french windows passing out drinking all night long?
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will you look back?
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will you hesitate to leave all your possessions behind?
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will you look back?
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or are you going to sink with the ship and say everything's alright?
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are you gonna jump, jump, jump out the window or burn, burn, burn with the furniture?
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Nausea Shreds Your Head
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| The Blood Brothers |
