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Karma to Burn - Six lyrics
"Hey! Hey! He was fine, just we sell out." They come to feast on purist man They come to feast on mortal tan Filling their bodies with disease Swollen still like killer bees For that lack from their prize They fucked their children, staring eyes |
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