There's some people hangin outside
Got the goods, got enough for
Cat's eyes
Circle the globe on protruding white stalks
Dancers with green
I see you go
Through a park in a haze
I don't
I don't need
Don't feel like a reason
Look behind
Not a lonely
Crawled back into bed, pretending to sleep
Clammy in my jammies,
Covousier
Yeah, you know
Baby, remember all the good times we had
And
Instrumental
No more
It's done
Crawl home
Get gone
Your love
Is evil
Lonesome
My bon
I'm not afraid to let you kill me
I know no
Ahhh
Ahhhh
Don't take poison
Don't drink venom
Don't point finger
Don't
My chest is a 36
My overcoat is full of poison
My
Yeah
Thank you
Ladies and gentlemen
Yeah, thank you
Thank you, Wayachi
Ah,
Instrumental
Would you like a way home
I bleed my own
Round the
Because of the mark on my forehead
Made by the Good
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