My bloated bloody blinding lies
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Baptize a bruised and broken mind
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My poison pie is in the sky
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Now cross my heart I hope to die
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Cruel knives crave cruel wives
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The bitter stone braves bitter eyes
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My feeble filthy little hands
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Hide my dirty little plans
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With your fear
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With your fist
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And a flick of your wrist
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Get down dirty and wrecked
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Broken on my bleeding lips
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Drown my words like sinking ships
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In stinking shame I wash the blame
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In the lonely gutter of my guilt
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I will endure while you enjoy
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The words you skewer in my head
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The blood that's spilt within this bed
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Come drink with me until I'm dead
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With your fear
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With your fist
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And a flick of your wrist
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Get down dirty and wrecked
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The cramping cull the weeping wall
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The barrel's bottom where I will fall
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The festering eye the poison tongue
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Taste the loss that I have won
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Take a needle and knit some trouble tonight
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Change the pattern but the suit's the same
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I'm sucking I'm greedy I'm pushing I'm needy
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I'm sucking I'm greedy I'm pushing I'm needy
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With your fear
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With your fist
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And a flick of your wrist
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Get down dirty and wrecked
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Wrecked!
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Wrecked!
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Wrecked!
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Wrecked!
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Wrecked
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