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The Kill
Life can be skewed, good things are nice
Counting on you, really no threats
The waiting is through deciphering the scars
Just who fooled who, sit still in their cars
It's another, another, another kill
I can smell through you, your talking is a lie
They turn on you, before they say "die"
Wrapped in your trunk to reach out the safe case
So i can detect the longer it's taking
It's another, another, another kill
Dangerous cues set by distraction
Deprived of all use nor in satisfaction
Total destruction, the worst ever met
Kept in apartment sublimely for you
Who's got the front stage to keep you in rocks?
Who's got the vision that puts in the locks?
Loss of all resource forced into your head
Just that it was whacked into the air
It's another, another, another kill
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