(Transcribed by Thatyou)
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Severed hands of tragedy
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tears of the men and stolen
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all tried to pass their children
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all tried to kiss them somehow
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whats here to feel this morning
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formed into a worn of gun (???)
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wondered how it liked the days if
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they're inside and now you're dead though (???)
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whoooooooaaaaahhhhhhhh
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oooooooooooo
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I basically have no
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clue on the lyrics of the last verse.
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No one go on home
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in down
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reach out
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in front of
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an a medalion
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when I beat the world
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some........ (???)
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Slow Down
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John Frusciante |