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This one time, in Amsterdam...
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I found on the path...
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The day I met the Devil
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I have healthy respect for sharpened steel,For it slices through truth and tales.It leaves no scar, just a wound bled fresh,And hope of a future curta..
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There once was a man named Tony,He was as strange as night is to day.Whichever way that people went,He went the other way.There once was a man named T..
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My head is full of frightening things,I’m not sure where they’re derived.Sometimes they shock and amaze me,How have I survived?At night I ..
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Oh God don’t let me be like her.Oh God does she want to live?Oh God build a wall between us,It’s only take, never give.Her voice makes my ..
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Baby please just hurt me,Drag your nails across my skin.Make me bleed the bad bits out,Leak away my sin.
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Because we all believe that our cause is the most important.
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Because stillness is the enemy.
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