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318d
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Killing is my business...
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Last Rites
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Instrumental
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Loved To Death
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Your bodies empty now
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As I hold you
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Now gone I miss you
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But I told you
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I remember bad times
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More than good
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There's no coming back
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Even if we could
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I loved you to deth
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If I can't have you
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Than no one will
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And since I won't
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I'll have to kill
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My only love, something
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I've never felt
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Now you've gone to heaven
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And you'll burn in hell
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I loved you to deth
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And now I'm down below
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And what do I see
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You didn't go to heaven
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Your down here with me
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And now coming back,
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Baby, take me, please!
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I really think I would
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If you weren't such a sleaze
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I loved you once before
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You kept me on a string
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I'd rather go without
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Than take what you would bring
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I loved you to deth
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Killing is my business... And Business Is Good!
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I am a snyper
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Always hit the mark
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Paid assassin
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Working after dark
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Looking through the night
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Using infra-red
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My target on you
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Aimed at your head
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$10,000 up front
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$10,000 when I'm through
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And I know just what to do
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And ya know I'll do it too
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Then I'm coming back for you
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Back for you!
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I do the "getting rid of"
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Don't tell me why
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Don't need to hear the truth
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Don't need the lies
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Now pay me quickly
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And now we're through
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It brings me great pleasure
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To say my next job is you
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Don't you know that
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Killing is my business
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And business is good
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You'd better believe it
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Skull Beneath The Skin
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Mean and infectious
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The evil Prophets rise
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Dance of the Macabre
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As witches Streak the sky
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Decadent worship of
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Black Magic sorcery
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In the womb of the Devil's Dungeon
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trapped without a plea
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See thing in agony
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Necrosis is the fate
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Pins sticking through the skin
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The venom now sedates
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Locked in a pillory
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Nowhere to be found
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Screaming for your life
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But no one hears a sound
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Hellpp Mmmeeeeee
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Prepare the patients scalp
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To peel away
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Metal caps his ears
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He'll hear not what we say
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Solid steel visor
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Riveted cross his eyes
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Iron staples close his jaws
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So no one hears his cries
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The skull beneath the skin
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Now your drawn and quartered
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Your bones will make the x
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Symbol stands for poison
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And it's chained to your head
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And as we fold your arms
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To make the holy cross
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We cross the crucifix
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Religion has been lost
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The skull beneath the skin
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These Boots
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You keep saying you got something for me
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Something you call love, but I call sex
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You've been kissing when you ought-a-be-a
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Screwing and now someone else can
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Kiss your ass
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These boots are made for walking
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Thats just what they'll do
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And one of these days these boots
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Are gonna walk all over you
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You keep lieing and there ain't no believing
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And you keep stayin when you ought-a-be-a leaving
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Now what's right is right but you ain't been
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Right yet
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These Boots...
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You keep dressin ways you shouldn't
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Be dressing
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And you keep thinking that you'll never
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Get burned Ha!
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I just found me a brand new Box Spring
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Mattress
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What you know bitch you got a lot ta learn
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These boots... are you ready boots
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And you think I'm kiddin, Don'tchya!
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Rattlehead
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Well, Here I come
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Stand up and plant your feet
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Listen I'm letting off steam
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Now throw your hands in the air
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Let loose I don't fuckin care
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Rattle Head
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A dose of metal you need
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To bang your head til you bleed
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It's time for snapping some neck
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Slashing, thrashing to Megadeth
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Rattle Head
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You, Your head, is pounding with pain
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Winning, sinning, beginning
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Feeding, the needing for bleeding
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Bashing, smashing, crashing
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Fraying, annhilating you!
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There's someone back in the shadows
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You feel though you can't see his eyes
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He'll bash your head if you cross him
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Ain't quite your average guy
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Don't wear no leather to "fittin"
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Don't wear no spike to be "cool"
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Don't want no woman beside him
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Just make it fast, Loud and Rude
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Rattle Head
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I'm a Rattle Head
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Rattle your Goddamn Head!
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Chosen Ones
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You doubt your strength or courage
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Don't come to join with me
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For Deth surely wants you
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With sharp and pointy teeth
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An animal so vicious
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No others fought and won
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