Something's terrorized my psyche to get even
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Lately you're the only human I believe in
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I tried to understand his logic
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But there's just no pattern there
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No sympathetic voices anywhere
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There's blood in my hair
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Now I'm considered ugly from every angle
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You're the only beauty I don't want to strangle
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Can't you hear me crying out for guidance?
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Yes, we hear but we don't care
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There's no sympathetic victims anywhere
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There's blood in my hair
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I want to get all fucked up and tell you how I really feel
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Because your vibrant blackness coco artery is so unreal
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When I die I want you to die too
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Not try to stay in this all
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In a dimension without you, spit on this planet without you
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I envy you because you can believe in things like I never could
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And like, dose yourself into a coma over the bestiality of our race
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All I meant how to send into some ancient reptilian form like an agnostic transsensiation
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Don't know what that is (use your imagination)
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They paralyze my psyche to get even
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Lately you're the only dancer I believe in
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I would put your dower's blood in my hair
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No sympathetic voices anywhere
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There's blood in my hair
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Anti human armies spring from every angle
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You're the only soldier I don't want to strangle
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I can see this intolerance fate
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So don't expect us to cooperate
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Anyway, it's five lives too late
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And there's blood in my hair
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Harbors
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Our most obliging harbor
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For this illusion movies
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I wish I'd be stung by
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Tears of confusion
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Will you
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meet the common end to
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your odd shaped mission?
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Though it isn't true
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I don't believe in that kind of plot
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But still I pray for you
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We will produce verity holocausts
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We will commit acts of misery
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We will weaponize silence in a sense
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And we'll forget
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Someone's terrorized my psyche to get even
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Lately you're the only human I believe in
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I suffer from this death to find a kingdom raised
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Terror corpses in the vapor, martyr's wrapped in butcher paper
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In the fall a monster possessed your mind
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You're the only dancer I don't want to strangle
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Can't you hear me crying out for guidance?
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Yes, we hear but we don't care
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There's no sympathetic voices anywhere
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There's blood in my hair
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I saw you laughing, but tomorrow you'll say you were there
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You looked at me in disgust. Girl, why should I care?
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There's blood in my hair [x3]
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Blood in my hair
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Fuck
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We Will Commit Wolf Murder
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| Of Montreal |
