A swine
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An addict
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A slave
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To that accel forward
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Till you just burn, till wreck
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And now your falling
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Pain potions getting well
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Though they hammer you into the ground
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Bastard of Bodom, reporting
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That sharp pain always go's away
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How did I get here once again?
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I have to shoot to survive
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Otherwise screech "I wanna fucking die"
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But I need the bottle and I'll be fine
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To the final hammering
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Suffer internal
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Wanna feeling? and be fine?
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On the verge, were never scared
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Everything is through with me
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This time it's got inside
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Bow down to the points of life
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Take a scream down Bottom Limb Drive
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From the tip of a glass, I'm feeling fine
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A have barely come to the point,
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To make a motherfucking sure bitch
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Wanna wish
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Mix beer with pure wine
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Sleeves up, lightning sucker punch
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Can't stand my jumper cables on my junk?
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Why would you worry 'bout me?
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Fucked up rolling on the floor
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Going down like a whore
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Just like lightning from the sky
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Another roadkill morning, break down and cry
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Sleeves up, lightning sucker punch
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Can't stand my jumper cables on my junk?
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Why would you worry 'bout me?
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Bastard of Bodom, reporting
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That sharp pain always go's away
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How did I get here once again?
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I have to shoot to survive
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Otherwise screech "I wanna fucking die"
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I need the bottle and I'll be fine
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Fucked up rolling on the floor
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Going down like a whore
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Just like lightning from the sky
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Anything roadkill morning, say goodbye and DIE!
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Roadkill Morning
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Children Of Bodom |