was i at my show last night. i saw saw the stage floor. my own feet dancing was i even there. show you riffs show you my legs my latest dance. the bad gear. . but all the brains were eaten before. we even got there. nothing like stale blood in my mouth. flesh wound is fresh stay and sing songs with me we'll ride on the desolate road to heaven , hell . maybe in rainbow land. maybe one day you'll deserve my love.
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