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Sweat rolls down my forehead and
Hollow eyes of the walking fucking dead
People rotting
People rotting
They play this song every time
In their haze they can see the fear in your eyes
God has reserved a place for me in his chamber
This is as much blood as I’ll see tonight
I’m here all night,
I’m tired of lights
I stink of booze,
There's so much skin
I stink of them
It makes me sick
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