Follow me down.
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Swallow it down.
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A little bit of something instigating your frown.
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The moon on the town, the blood on your gown.
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You're always picturesque.
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Stomp the haunted mood in your crown.
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I used to think about it then I...
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Chose the word indulgence, now I...
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Just need some more to stand my own.
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Why I live this way? Who knows.
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Why I live this way? He knows.
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Is this damnation? Or a beginning?
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I'll take "B".
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To instigate the thought into my.
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And visualize the blood as the life.
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Is to bend the wheel of my own kind.
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I wish you'd see the hope in my eye.
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All in all sublime on this side.
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Then again you'd have to leave this life...
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....behind.
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Why I live this way? Who knows.
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Why I live this way? He knows.
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Damnation?
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| Incubus |
