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By Norma Jean, Your eyes, your concrete eyes
Cross crisscross my path
Walking in circular
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By Norma Jean, Running away from this earth
May it pass away in the
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By Norma Jean, Leech, leech with two daughters
Give, give they cry
Her name is,
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By Norma Jean, It's all done wrong, or so it appears
It is all
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By Norma Jean, Run far away from what you have created
You have created
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By Norma Jean, Rewind the cycle, the cycle
My regret is the world I
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By Norma Jean, Walk around the room with a glaze in your stare
In
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By Norma Jean, White tie, black jacket
I ain't see you in a while
Your
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By Norma Jean, Time can kill the greatest of men
Even the strongest find
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By Norma Jean, Staring at the world through the whole you put in
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By Norma Jean, It feels so good up to my skin, yeah
One more
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By Norma Jean, Contract, contract
Contract, contract of black halos
Go, run your mouth
Your open
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By Norma Jean, We walked on glass all day long
With eyes rolled back
It
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By Norma Jean, I will speak careful formulations of defense, these wary methods
Words
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By Norma Jean, They rest, they rest, they rest, they rest
They rest on
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By Norma Jean, No, I don't care, we don't care, no one seems
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By Norma Jean, It's taken me fifty thousand separate wrecks to get here
And
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By Norma Jean, Run
Run away screaming bloody murder
The doubt of question will be
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By Norma Jean, Our knives say
"We're making way for this, the ending"
Stay back,
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By Norma Jean, Oh my God, hand us down your ribbons
Your death defier
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By Norma Jean, Bring this underground, bring this to its knees
Marching in slumber,
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By Norma Jean, Like death never content
Starve the old and feed the new
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By Norma Jean, What did you say? Don't speak
You nailed down all your
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By Norma Jean, I just came in here from force of habit I
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By Norma Jean, The contract of black halos. Go, run your mouth,
your
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By Norma Jean, You have taken all the love I gave trample it
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By Norma Jean, All of me belongs to you all the time you're
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By Norma Jean, One by one my friends are gettin' marriage one by
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By Norma Jean, Tonight they're singing in the villas tomorrow you'll be gone
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By Norma Jean, Rise
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Back again on my knees, I'm back
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