killer's name
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well i walk in cold realities
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but i live inside a dream
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moderation never works for me
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i take things to extremes
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the only way i know to go
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is take it way too far
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but i never speak a killer's name
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unless he plays guitar
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i've got everything i'll ever need
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nothin' left at all
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i've got warm winds in the winter
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spring fever in the fall
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summer lightning in a bottle
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i keep snowflakes in a jar
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but i never speak a killer's name
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unless he plays guitar
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i said ... i never speak a killer's name
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unless he plays guitar
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well i don't believe in magic
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and i see it every day
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you can travel all around the world
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and never get away
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you can stand here right like this
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and fly beyond the stars
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but i never speak a killer's name
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unless he plays guitar
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i said ... never speak a killer's name
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unless he plays guitar
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i said ... never speak a killer's name
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unless he plays guitar
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mitchell-baxter
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Killer's Name
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Kim Mitchell |