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mandy hayes
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      Well death to the girl at the end of the serenade
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      I am a killjoy from detroit, I drink from a well of rage, I feed off the weakness with all my love
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      Sing us a song of the century, that's louder then bombs and eternity
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      They're playing the song of the century, of panic and promise and prosperity
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      Well call the assassin, the orgasm. A spasm of love and hate. For what will divide us? The righteous and the meek.
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      I want to know who's allowed to breed, all the dogs who never learned to read.
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      Don't lose your faith to your lost naiete
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      Vendetta, sweet vendetta. This beretta of the night. This fire and the desire. Well shots ringing out on a holy parasite
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      I am the atom bomb. I am your chosen one!
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      Can you hear the sound of the static noise, blasting out in stereo.
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      Coca cola execution, conscious on a cross and your hearts in a vice
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      Maybe you're the runner up but the first one to lose the race, almost only really counts in horseshoes and hand grenades
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      She's the saint on all the sinners, the one that's fallen through the cracks.
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      The traces of blood always follow you home, like the mascara tears from your getaway
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      You found a home in all your scars and ammunition
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      We are the desperate in the decline, raised by the bastards of 1969
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