Plug arise, and rebaptise, resurrection
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Were the keys to your success, but now lead to your demise
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You baptise with sand and the spark is smothered
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Again and again and again
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But your shit is shit, you're buzzing around it
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There's no company, no crowd there, in the bilge where you inhabit
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6 feet down...
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Want to see you in your grave
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Want no more fucking games
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Want to see you in your grave so I can
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Dig you up, dig you up, dig you up and kill you again!
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Your arrogance my nemesis, ignorance must be bliss
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But your bliss will shatter like brittle bones
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When I see you in your fucking grave
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Shovel
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| Frankenbok |
