Main Riff Intro/Verse:
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It's the film close to the third act and the misery
It's not rain, you rapist werewolves, it's God pissing down on you
You won't die alone, 'cause I'll break off my own arms
Sharpen my bones, stab you once for each time I thought you were trying to take something
You'll never be good enough to even look upon
It's better to push something when it's slipping
Than to risk being dragged down
If you want to hit bottom
And bother trying to take it me with you
And I won't answer if you call
Too happy to live in Hell trying to break your fall your fall
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This isn't mine, won't need to change the names
Everyone around you has murdered someone, something sacred
Isn't one nail without her under it
Isn't any white cotton panties that are soaked and stained red
It's better to push something when it's slipping
Than to risk being dragged down
If you want to hit bottom
And bother trying to take it me with you
I won't answer if you call
Too happy to live in Hell trying to break your fall
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Into the fire
Fire
Into the fire, fire
Into the fire, fire