Oh!
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They start to rise up from the ground
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They're going to kill everyone in town
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Head for the hills we're under attack
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I see the bloodlust in their eyes
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They want us dead, it's no surprise
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Hell came to Earth and I'll send it back
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I'll never see you again, never see you again
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I don't [?] with your eyes open
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This is the day of the dead, come and take my hand
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I don't [?] with your eyes open
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I'll rip your throat out with my hand
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I know the [?] dance
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My simple shoes and make your move
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I hate the way they look at me
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The [?] of catastrophe
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Take what you need and cut on through
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I'll never see you again, never see you again
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I don't [?] with your eyes open
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This is the day of the dead, come and take my hand
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I don't [?] with your eyes open
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The day of the dead
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And we watch you moving
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We will shoot to kill
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Never see you again, never see you again
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This is the day of the dead, come and take my hand
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I don't [?] with your eyes open
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The day of the dead!
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The day of the dead!
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The day of the dead!
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The day of the dead!
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The day of the dead!
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The day of the dead!
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The day of the dead!
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The day of the dead!
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We're Going To Hell... So Bring The Sunblock
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The Blackout |