i know i know i know it¡¯s over
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upon the platform inside the slaughter house
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just a slip away from murder
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oooooooooover
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in the night a mystery should unfold
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where i wish for waking up unaware
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but it¡¯s not unclear at all
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underlined in red on your jacket sleeve
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were the curse blank as a toothache
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but it¡¯s not unclear at all
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I know
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i know i know i know it¡¯s over
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your final descent ick ick ick ick ick
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mixing pills and gas with incest
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on the plane ooooover
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folded up the last year of your life
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every play you tried to write in school
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venice is the right place to kill yourself
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like a cricket blob in the cactus club
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pass away and chirping in my ear
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Over Over
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Xiu Xiu |