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i'll see you in hell daniel (return of the muse)
lost in a haze of smoke and guns
scratching blood from subtle gums
minds been drawing blanks in recent weeks
quiet muses downright refuse to speak
twisted and turned outside in
the seeds of envy never know where to begin
whats your name oh yeah and whats your number
i mumble outrageously in restless slumber
hands outheld in expectation
raging chaos doles out my own condemnations
we hate any weakness
we hate any weakness
you'll never survive with such pathetic meekness.
get back to the hole you just crept out from
get back get back get back
tear through the fabric with eyes of black
theres nothing at all to see.
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