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War From A Harlots Mouth
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Omega
Switch on your god Sit back and relax All there is and all we need Is an addiction at our own fingertips He covers us in fear Blow up the charades! Telling us that we can't keep up Thrash the charades! On and on end on and on Now it's my turn I want to wash your head with gasoline On and on end on and on Your empty talk is an abandoned forest I'm chopping it down You're not free now - you never were on and on end on and on end on...
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