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In the land of Gods and Monsters, I was an angel.
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You got that medicine I need;
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Fame, liquor, love, give it to me slowly.
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Put your hands on my waist, do it softly.
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Me and God we don't get along, so now I sing.
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No one's gonna take my soul away,
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I'm Living like Jim Morrison.
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Motel, squeeze, squeeze, and I'm singing;
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**** yeah, give it to me, this is heaven, what I truely want.
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It's innocence lost.
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Innocence lost.
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Lookin' to get ****ed hard.
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Life imitates art
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Dope, shoot it up, straight to the heart please.
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I don't really wanna know what's good for me.
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God's dead, I said 'baby that's alright with me'.
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When you talk it's like a movie and you're making me crazy
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If I get a little prettier, can I be your baby?
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You tell me life isn't that hard.
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