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Come a little bit closer
So I can see what you taste like
Pale face, a vision of suicide
Dead ends and a St. Jude figurine
Bury me in a shallow grave
So the dogs can dig me out
If I die tonight, well that suits me fine
'Cause I'd be better off covered in lye
This one is abysmal
This is a one-way ticket down
Some say there ain't nothing to lose, but I lost that too
What am I gonna do now?
Well, I sold my soul for a reasonable stake
The devil done paved the way
And I'll claim my prize on the day I go
When all hell comes to carry me home
A beckoning shape, a crow to lead me on
Lower me down below
This one is abysmal
This is a one-way ticket down
Some say there ain't nothing to lose, I lost that too
What are you gonna do now?
The peripheral know the cold centre of hate
It burns clean and kills the pain
And I'll cut you open and spit in your eye
A foul spectacle to behold
A beckoning shape, a crow to lead you on
Lower me down the hatch
And swallow me whole
Here I go
Come a little bit closer
Come a little bit closer
Come a little bit closer
So I can see what you taste like
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