It's come take from the ripe
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It feels so still I could just die just die
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It's come to reach up inside
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oh how the blood stains well on white
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Ooh the coral fang sinking in to make you well
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Ooh the coral fang sinking in to make you well
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It's come to rape what you hide
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It fills the years with reprise, disgust, disguise
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i'll burn my own funeral pyre
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And from your mouth I will rise out rise out
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Ooh the coral fang sinking in to make you well
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Ooh the coral fang sinking in to make you well
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When the fang sinks down in
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Makes your eyes white and roll right into him
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When the coral shaves the skin
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Disease is cheap scars are polished clean
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Ooh the coral fang sinking in to make you well
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Ooh the coral fang sinking to take at will
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Coral Fang
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The Distillers |