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With our heads to the side nobody
quite knows where they are A trio of lies, trying to knock you off your guard
With our heads to the side With our heads to the side
You give me criminal ways in a subliminal haze Ironstone Izadora's the name
Got the mark of Cain I hang on a chain around my neck I'll say it again, pleasure or pain what's coming next?
Move your head to the side Move your head to the side
You give me criminal ways in a subliminal haze
Ironstone Izadora's my name Ironstone Izadora's my name
Tell me why she tells those lies when she lies with you? Tell me why its no surprise when nothing is true?
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