Running them off the highway
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Running them off the rail
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Running their babies into cold black water
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Just me and my stash and my scale
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Filling the tank over flowing
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Filling a dirty syringe
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Filling another cemetary
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Hope drinking blood don't make you cringe no
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Seeing is still not beleiving
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Seeing that you're still here
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Seeing you fall from the eighth floor window
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Your reputation to smear
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Shooting in every direction
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Shooting stars inside our heads
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Shooting before you see the whites of their eyes
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I bet you never thought you'd see me dead no
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I'm turning into a monster
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I'll turn the heat up high
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I'll turn away from this mess I'm burning
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The smell of skin on fire
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I'm turning into a monster
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I'll turn the heat up high
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I'll turn away from this mess I'm burning
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The smell of skin on fire
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I'm turning into a monster yeah
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Shooting in every direction
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Shooting stars inside our heads
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Shooting before you see the whites of their eyes
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I bet you never thought you'd see me dead no
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I'm turning into a monster
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I'll turn the heat up high
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I'll turn away from this mess I'm burning
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The smell of skin on fire
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I'm turning into a monster
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I'll turn the heat up high
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I'll turn away from this mess I'm burning
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The smell of skin on fire
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I'm turning into a monster yeah
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A monster
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Monster
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| Flotsam And Jetsam |
