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BURY YOUR DEAD Dragged Out And Shot Lyrics
Dragged Out And Shot
Now Here`s A Medal For Being So Fucking Perfect
Perfect At Making Me Miserable
How Do Your Do It?
So Let Me Get Some Paper To Take Down These Notes
So That I Can Take The Papers Dull Edge
And Saw Away At My Tired Wrists
There Is Something About You
I Can`t Quite Put My Finger On It
I Can`t Quite Put My Fingers Around Your Neck, You Die.
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