| Ooooo
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| Within this darkened corner the warlock proudly crawled upon
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| I looked beneath my feet and see the soles upon the shoes i wear
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| In the soles the holes burn deep burn towards the street
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| I walk on down the street to find the park
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| In which i have come from
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| In the park there sits a girl
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| I want to know that girl…
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| Sitting in the street, i walk among the souls with no wholes
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| The holes in my soles and a hole in my soul
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| I wish towards the star in a vacant light in out star
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| I walk along the park and in the park i see the girl in the street
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| The street is the girl- the girl is the street
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| She wears no clothes and clothes are no weak
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| I walk towards the street ray gun in my hand…
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| Reached between my pocket, i reached into my pocket
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| I wander where she is
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| Took her, down on the grass
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| The grass is very brown
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| I heard psychic screams
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| I did nothing- she sits with her legs spread
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| Her legs spread like the morgue glassy blue, her lassitude
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| (indecipherable)
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| I wonder where it is
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| She sits there…
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| Wondering, wandering
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| What happened to our heart?
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| Aaahhhh
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| It decides, i walk towards her
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| I sit there involved my hands are in my pocket
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| My pocket and my lassitude, lassitude from my pocket
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| The cash inbetween us, there sits a wall
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| A wall i escaped from
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| I wonder can i get through this wall…
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| Is this the world? | 
| is this world we have escaped to?
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| She sits a street corner with her glassy blue eyes
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| I wonder where she’s been?
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| I wonder who she’s fucked?
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| Who’s she fucked?
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| I wonder where she’s been?
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| It turns me on
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| This is a vacant lot, i see her walking, the stars
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| I reached towards the souls, of dead Frankenstein
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| This isn’t what i wanted to be used for
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| I went towards the glassy view
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| I reached between her legs
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| I grasp her heart, heart in my hand
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| I stick my, stick my, stick my into her, into her
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| Reaching toward the sky, the stars fall
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| The soles in my shoe, the soul’s in my shoe
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| Is this a vacant? | 
| is this a vacant lot?
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| Heart in my hand
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| Ain’t she sweet? | 
| t-t-tainted
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| Ain’t she sweet? | 
| t-t-tainted, darkness souls
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| On my feet ooww ow oho ooh
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| Livid
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| Inside her
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| Inside her
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| I looked toward the street and walked down with my shoes on my
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| Feet
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| The holes in my soles
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| The stars in the sky, i can’t reach |