Live from the vacant lot. Everything that you dread.
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We are the broken teeth amassing in your head.
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This is the new violence. (We want more)
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Cry if you're feeling faint. (Yeah yeah)
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Well bring the cameras in it's time to carve you out.
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Bang bang motherfucker, yeah.
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So while you sleep at night.
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We will crawl inside and eat you alive.
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You host the parasite, we'll hold your televised suicide.
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We're gonna find you tonight.
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We've got the bright lights.
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You'll be a star.
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So get the bullets, alright.
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And pull the trigger.
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What is there left to lose? Why are you holding back?
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Your fifteen minutes will be over in a flash.
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The leeches are at your throat. (We want blood)
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Lie if you're feeling faint. (Yeah yeah)
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Well tie you up and down and drain your life away.
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Bang bang motherfucker, yeah.
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So while you sleep at night.
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We will crawl inside and eat you alive.
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You host the parasite, we'll hold your televised suicide.
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We want blood.
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We want blood.
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Yeah!
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So while you sleep at night.
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We will crawl inside and eat you alive.
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You host the parasite, we'll hold your televised suicide.
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Who are you?
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Who are,
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Who are you?
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You're no one.
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No one,
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Who are you?
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The New Violence
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| Emanuel |
