| Repeat after me: I will not repeat
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| The horrifying dreams I cannot delete
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| Try as I might to erase my mind
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| I keep finding traces of you inside
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| Repeat after me: I will not repeat
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| The lust and the greed and the gluttony
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| Try as I might to erase my mind
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| I keep doubling back to Gemini
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| Now that I’ve got you all tied up in knots
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| We’re going to tell the tale that I almost forgot
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| We’re going to recreate what I should’ve stopped
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| We’re going to blow this unholy house to dust
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| We’re going to have a birthday bash just for us
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| Line up the candles, two by two
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| Two for every year beaten black and blue
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| Two for every monster more deformed
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| By forced reform!
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| So here’s we are again, living in the scene of the crime
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| So, how’s it all look, are the decorations right?
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| The only difference is, now we’ve got these big red sticks
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| Two by two, you got to help me get them lit
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| Light them up, light them up
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| Light them up, light them up
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| A troubled little boy stranded in an orphanage
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| An imaginary friend hidden underneath his skin
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| An identical twin, whispering inside his head:
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| Stab with all your heart, I want to see red
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| We’re going to blow this unholy house to dust!
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| Come on, light it up!
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| We’re going to blow this unholy house to dust!
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| Come on, light it up!
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| Light it up! |
| Light it up!
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| Light it! |
| Light it! |