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You can see me on the top you can see me when we drop
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You can meet me on the block, we'll stop and talk
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We do not get thrown we don't stop
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Whether or not we up on top, we still rock
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You can see me back on top you can see me when they stop
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You can feel it when we rock, we got shit locked
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We do not get cold we feel hot whether or not we up on top, we still rock
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Madchild:
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I'm a stun gun, pills 'til my tongues numb
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I stay home don't ask where I come from
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Conquer from beneath I sparkle when I speak
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This bug me on the in the inside fuck it I'm a geek
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A lovely individual hug me 'cause I'm miserable
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This wizardry is dismal drugs make me invisible
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I've risen from my physical frame you can't touch me
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Top boy that rock but it still got ugly
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Prevail:
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Dusty the country roads take me home to the place that I belong
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Lost skeleton bones, locked in the closet deep family secrets
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Discover this recovery my brothers in sequence
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Ever had to dance with the devil in pale moonlight
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Snakes in the grass but the scales don't move right
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Fight when you need to bite when you have to
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Run no never stand ground when we smash through
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Prevail:
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Virtuoso piano solo play Mozart
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Vocabulary colorful like feathers of a peacock
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Operating theater put your head upon a butchers block
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Rise from my own grave eyes nuclear holocaust
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Astronauts t-minus arc of the covenant
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My part spreading sick art that starts on this continent
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Confidence ensures there's no formidable adversaries
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A savage land and a band of terrible mercenaries
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Program your lives like the wives of Stepford
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Voice remains immortal and survives on record
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Hannibal Lector pour myself a glass of Chianti
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This is my Divine Comedy the finest since Dante
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Cape scrapes the floor dark prince the Impaler
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The order of the dragon Prevail no failure
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Slain all the vain overcame with my saber
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Maintain and let the blood rain explain my behavior
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Madchild:
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It goes:cracked halo horns on my helmet
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Little doll crawl in cherry red velvet
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Burning Man in the house of charm
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Chemical to the mouth but not to the arm
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My tastes spinning out of control
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Your face two eyes with a hole
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Suicide watch, king of the strippers
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Glorified hookers smash your glass slippers
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Nothing can tempt me, everyone empty
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I get high on the road when they let me
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Trade craft-work off exotic substance
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Some want to carve out my heart still love this
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I'm trying to hurt myself, still smoking
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But I'm afraid a blood won't cut my wrist open
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Told you that I loved you, I was just joking
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You can't hurt my heart it's been broken
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Pressure
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Swollen Members |