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You feel so sick
And you're all the time so fucking wasted
There is no foul waste you haven't tasted
That's right
Dances are now danced
And songs are now sung
Raise your head from the gutter
Stutter out the words with me
They're rolling on my tongue
Drive the salt into my wounds
Whip me the dying horse
Drive the salt into my wounds
Kill urban white boy blues
Drive the salt into my wounds
Whip me the dying horse
Drive the salt into my wounds
Kill urban white boy blues
You hover somewhere over the rainbow
And you feel you're something
Welcome back to earth, yeah
Here we're less than nothing
That's right
Dances are now danced
And songs are now sung
Raise your head from the gutter
Stutter out the words with me
They're rolling on my tongue
Drive the salt into my wounds
Whip me the dying horse
Drive the salt into my wounds
Kill urban white boy blues
Drive the salt into my wounds
Whip me the dying horse
Drive the salt into my wounds
Kill urban white boy blues
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