Fuck it!
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He's a carrier of death, a stork in reverse
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He blesses you with sickness
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Cause love is a curse
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The arsening in your Koolaid, the bomb in your mail,
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He disappears in motion
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But leaves a bloody trail
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Drop to your knees, humble you pray
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But can't put off your judgment day
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There's a knock at your door, who could it be?
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You got a new friend that's gonna set you free
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He's making a list, he's checking it twice
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No amount of money's gonna stop this vice
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No mercy, no mercy, no mercy. You want mercy?
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No fuckin' mercy! Oh no
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With the wink of an eye, a snap of the finger
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Now the smell of death is all that lingers
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A doctor of death with a PhD, a specialist in pure misery
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See you fucked with him even though you knew
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And now your worst nightmares all come true
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You scream and shout you beg and plead
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But he's got your soul and that's all that he needs
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He's the master, master of no mercy, no mercy, no mercy
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Master Of No Mercy
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Suicidal Tendencies |