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Big Fun

You think it's better
  So there you are, nothing's for sure  
     Nothing's forsaken so you leave us behind           
        It's the road you've taken

It's all in your letter
 And there you were, now it's for sure   
   A myriad of screams, the way it's so funny
     The way she cries, she's going to burn on fire
        But now she can dance

Our gods wanted to get her
   And now you are the way your supposed to
     And the rest of us laugh
       Are you a rebel or an Angel who lies?
          Irresponsible scream and many eyes
    
Some call them Heather
  And that's what you were  Nails painted black
    But who am I?  Look at us watching
       But turning away  Passing up Heaven 
          A myriad of screams

 So stand in the circle and pull down your robes
   Thoughts of death are chilling 
      But they laugh anyways     
         I Love me  I Love me
           My blood turning grey
              Society  Society
                 And so it will Rain

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