In the wasteland
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On the way to the Red Queen...
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It´s no wonder our stage clothes
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Have dreams to be famous.
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The trees in the courtyard
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Are painted in blood,
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So I´ve heard.
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She hangs the headless
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Upside down to drain.
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EAT ME, DRINK ME
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EAT ME, DRINK ME
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This is only a game,
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This is only a game
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I was invited to
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A beheading today.
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I thought I was a butterfly
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Next to your flame.
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A rush of panic and
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The lock has been raped.
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This is only a game,
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This is only a game...
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But then our star rushes in,
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Feeling like a child and looking
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Like a woman...
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She has been forecast with an
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Attempt to kill herself,
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But the ending didn´t test well.
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I was invited to
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A beheading today.
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I thought I was a butterfly
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Next to your flame.
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A rush of panic and
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The lock has been raped.
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This is only a game,
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This is only a game...
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EAT ME, DRINK ME
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EAT ME, DRINK ME
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This is only a game,
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This is only a game.
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But then our star rushes in,
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Feeling like a child and looking
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Like a woman...
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She has been forecast with an
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Attempt to kill herself,
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But the ending didn´t test well.
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So picking my skin
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And my scales.
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I see my horror
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Reflected in the
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Sundown of your
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Blank stare.
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I see my horror
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Reflected in the
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Sundown of your
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Blank stare.
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EAT ME, DRINK ME
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EAT ME, DRINK ME
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This is only a game,
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This is only a game.
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Eat Me, Drink Me
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¸¶¸±¸°¸Ç½¼(Marilyn Manson) |