My fast heart is beating
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my soul cut and bleeding
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My hells are too meeting
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with the man inside my brain
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I tell him the all as
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I stand and I fall
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And just to top it all
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I pay him for the task
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My guts I am spilling
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I tell of the killings
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With me at top billing
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I take off the mask
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His jaw starts a dropping
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I say there's no stopping
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The blood I'll be mopping
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right there on his couch
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Another time he'll ask me
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what it is I'm thinking
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And I will have to show him
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I long to see him dead
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The walls dripping red
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from the axe in his head
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And I'm sure now he's dead
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by the look in his eyes
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Put me to sleep and hypnotize
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see the dead stare in my eyes
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Let your guard down when you try
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to get inside my head
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Dive in deep into my mind wonder
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all the things you'll find
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A war is up your death is
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signed session over-dead
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I think I'm starting to go
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crazy over wanting to kill
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I think I'll never stop the
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craving to see blood start to spill
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I see the outcome when your heart
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stops beating and I start to sweat
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I love the moment when you're
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dead but haven't taken your last breath
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The cops busting in
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in the middle of my sin
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I stop and start to grin
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as I see the bodies fly
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In my mind I kill them all
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heads will roll and bodies fall
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Blood and guts and that is
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all that you can recognize
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I come back from a daydream
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open eyes and start to scream
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What does all this gore mean
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is it really real or not
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Splash my face and rub my eyes
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maybe noone really dies
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Open up to realize
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its all inside my head
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I think I'm starting to go
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crazy over wanting to kill
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I think I'll never stop the
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craving to see blood start to spill
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I see the outcome when your heart
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stops beating and I start to sweat
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I love the moment when you're dead
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but haven't taken your last breath
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I think I'm starting to go
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crazy over wanting to kill
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I think I'll never stop the
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craving to see blood start to spill
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I think I'm starting to go
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crazy over wanting to kill
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I think I'll never stop the
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craving to see blood start to spill
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I see the outcome when your heart
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stops beating and I start to sweat
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I love the moment when you're dead
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but haven't taken your last breath yet
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Look In His Eyes
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Flotsam And Jetsam |