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Death is...I'll tell you, I don't care how many screams you can hear, I don't care how many cry. Death is a million times accessible and more dangerous as life. If you knew what was ahead of you, if you knew what was ahead of you, you'd be more glad and accepting over it

My back to the wolf

With the plans that I made for the song

Can you hear me sing?

Can you hear my serenade

Never mind the irony

My face to the cloud

Let the bones pick loud

Bitter melic never fail me now

Better sung from the pedestal

Sermons of better worlds

My back to the wolf

Fill the vats

Make a line from the back

Keep the iddy biddies calm

As we all prepare for the masquerade

For the razor blade

Must have lost my way

But I sure do clean up good

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Do you like me?

Will you follow me?

No more talk, no words

Join the revolution

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Do you like me?

Would you die for me?

My voice to the tape

Let the ceremony set light to the page

Better burned in the memory

They will remember me

My back to the gun

And the cups to the brim

And the drips to the last

To be sealed forever in the past

Take a picture of me

Take a picture of me

Must have lost my way

But I sure do clean up good

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Do you like me?

Will you follow me?

No more talk, no words

Join the revolution

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Do you like me?

Would you die for me?

Commit an act of revolutionary suicide protesting the conditions of an inhumane world

Must have lost my way

But I sure do clean up good

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Do you like me?

Will you follow me?

No more talk, no words

Join the revolution

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Do you like me?

Would you die for me?

We've set an example for others, we've set one thousand people who said 'we don't like the way the world is