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Flying down the highway every steps
It's red and light means stop
Now it will hurt your head
Call screen will crush you in one step
So see the sickness scar or you will harm the bed
And for the river they open
Scream if you need held toys on your steps
Sit and cry and waiting for your death
The wounds are swollen shut
And reach us on the stairs
Dream's may be surrounded in your death
Now spin the whole thing around
And we'll rehearse the stands
And for the river they open
Scream if you need held toys on your steps
Shadow's all around
You're on to the devil
Taken so easy
Here's a new whatever awaits
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