I'm walking this railing's edge just to feel this good
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And freaky be beautiful you came following me like I knew you would
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You tickle my fancy, tickled my sense of fun
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You claw like a rack on my back ever thickening
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It's just begun
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Freaky be beautiful, he falls
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And his blood it sprays so cold
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On my face, he feels so cold
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My crallow bird waiting, shallow breathed shrapnel lung
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I'm pressing the beak to my cheek and it's thickening
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Kick off turns the sun
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Freaky be beautiful, he falls
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And his blood it sprays so cold
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On my face, he feels so cold
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Freaky be beautiful, oh no, oh no
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Freaky be beautiful, he falls
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And his blood it sprays so cold
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On my face, he feels so cold
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So I rot, down inside
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For the loss, and I will not deny
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I'm winding...
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Dig it out...
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Freaky be...
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Freaky Be Beautiful (click)
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