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Cut out you're eyes

Like the slits in your jeans

May your bodies sink

as fast as your dreams



'Cuz guns and knives are overplayed

And backyard burial is so cliche

I want to take you up on stage

And let the whole town see your face



Try me

Your bones won't make it home