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Fame, fame, fame, fame.
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Sex, sex, sex, sex.
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Dance, dance, dance, dance.
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Death, death, death death.
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Fame, fame, fame, fame.
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Sex, sex, sex, sex.
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Dance, dance, dance, dance.
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Clubbed to death.
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F-U-C-K Y-O-U, to all you hatin' bitches that don't have a fucking clue.
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L-O-V-E Y-O-U, to all my friends who had my back, my Slash Gash Terror Crew.
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Beautiful, young, fucked up, and trashy.
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Drinking fighting and keeping it classy.
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Synthetic rock stars of the generation.
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Surgeon General's warning violation.
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Dragged through the mud, kicked in the dirt.
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Put my name in lights so bright that it hurts.
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I am but a beast, dancing's how I feed.
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Beat that pussy to the ground, like a cleaver to the meat.
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Bang that beat into my head.
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Pound until I'm fucking dead.
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Take away my last dying breath.
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Music's got me clubbed to death.
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Stop you with a whomp whomp.
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Eat you like a chain chomp.
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Keep it blunt.
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Stab a cunt.
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You're the prey, I am the hunt.
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Rape your ears, fuck your brains.
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Dick's gonna make it rain.
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Make a living, on making love.
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And I don't give a single FUCK!
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Bang that beat into my head.
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Pound it 'til I'm fucking dead.
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The sound takes my last breath.
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Music's got me clubbed to death!
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B-b-bang that b-beat, into my head.
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M-m-music's got me clubbed to death.
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Music's got me clubbed to death.
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F-U-C-K Y-O-U, to all you hatin' bitches that don't have a fucking clue.
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L-O-V-E Y-O-U, to all my friends who had my back, my Slash Gash Terror Crew.
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Beautiful, young, fucked up, and trashy.
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Drinking fighting and keeping it classy.
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Synthetic rock stars of the generation.
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Surgeon General's warning violation.
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Dragged through the mud, kicked in the dirt.
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Put my name in lights so bright that it hurts.
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I am but a beast, dancing's how I feed.
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Beat that pussy to the ground, like a cleaver to the meat.
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Ha! Ha! Ha! I am a monster!
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I'm gunna fry you like a lobster!
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Shit your pants and die mother fucker!
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It's a joyride bitch, and I'm the trucker!
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TAKE DOWN!
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The posers and the wannabes,
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Feel my boot grindin' into your skull.
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It's nothing now but a freak show massacre.
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Gather round kids, and enjoy the show.
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Drinking, fame, and dirty dancing.
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Fame and dance and death.
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You're giving up when getting down.
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You just don't give a shit.
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NO!
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Clubbed To Death
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Blood On The Dance Floor |