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In my mind. And nailed into my hands All the time Killing what I fed And everything I touch turns to stone.(all wrapped up in crioline, all wrapped up in suger-coated) And everything I touch turns to stone.(all wrapped up in crioline, all wrapped up in suger-coated)I am fused Just in case I blow out I am glued Just in case I crack out And everything I touch turns to stone.(all wrapped up in crioline, all wrapped up in suger-coated) And everything I touch turns to stone.(all wrapped up in crioline, all wrapped up in suger-coated)
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