Brother we stick together. We fall apart.
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While we haunt these hollow halls.
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Inside her fathers residence.
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{When} empty heads fill crowded rooms,
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I can hear my own spine crack.
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I keep my collar up and wear a lions mask.
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I feel their stares they violate me.
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Bodies pile in suffocating,
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Firewalk the coals there's no turning back once you're gone.
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Meet by the back door run for our social lives.
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Sell your soul. Revive. I'm alive.
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Now were faster than fashion when fascisms in.
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And it's never out of style...
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Xeroxicide.
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You smell like sex and cigarettes, this moment is a blur.
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Everyone hold down your favorite girl.
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I feel their stares they violate me.
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Bodies pile in suffocating,
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Firewalk the coals there's no turning back once you're gone.
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Meet by the back door run for our social lives.
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Sell your soul. Revive. I'm alive.
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And now were faster than fashion when fascisms in.
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And it's never out of style...
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Xeroxicide.
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Brother we stick together. We fall apart.
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While we haunt these hollow...
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Brother we stick together. We fall apart.
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Meet by the back door run for our social lives.
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Sell your soul. Revive. I'm alive.
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And now were faster than fashion when fascisms in.
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And it's never out of style...
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Xeroxicide.
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Xeroxicide.
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Xeroxicide.
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Xerocide
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| Emanuel |
