i'm talking to you the rock you hold in your hand won't be the first and it sure as hell won't be the last i never played by the rules i wasn't born to lose with just one predictable response from you thick fuckers
i'm stoned just can't get enough of that public execution
how could you sell your soul for silver and gold to talk shit on the racks but it's hard to dance with the beast on your back
what's that sound i swear i've heard it before oh yeah it's just the rattling bones of death at my door
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i'm stoned just can't get enough of that public execution
how could you sell your soul for silver and gold to talk shit on the racks but it's hard to dance with the beast on your back
what's that sound i swear i've heard it before oh yeah it's just the rattling bones of death at my door
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