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In the land of Gods and Monsters, I was an angel, |
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Living in the garden of evil. |
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Screwed up, scared, doing anything that I needed, |
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Shining like a fiery beacon. |
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You got that medicine I need; |
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Fame, liquor, love, give it to me slowly. |
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Put your hands on my waist, do it softly. |
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Me and God we don’t get along, so now I sing. |
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No one’s gonna take my soul away, |
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I'm Living like Jim Morrison. |
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Headed towards a fucked up holiday. |
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Motel, squeeze, squeeze, and I’m singing; |
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Fuck yeah, give it to me, this is heaven, what I truely want. |
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It's innocence lost. |
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Innocence lost. |
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In the land of gods and monsters, I was an angel, |
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Lookin' to get fucked hard. |
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Like a groupie incognito posing as a real singer, |
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Life imitates art |
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You got that medicine I need, |
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Dope, shoot it up, straight to the heart please. |
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I don't really wanna know what's good for me. |
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God's dead, I said 'baby that's alright with me'. |
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No one’s gonna take my soul away, |
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I'm living like Jim Morrison. |
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Headed towards a fucked up holiday. |
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Motel, squeeze, squeeze, and I’m singing; |
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Fuck yeah, give it to me, this is heaven, what I truely want. |
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It's innocence lost. |
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Innocence lost. |
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When you talk it's like a movie and you're making me crazy, |
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Cause life imitates art. |
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If I get a little prettier, can I be your baby? |
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You tell me life isn't that hard. |
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No one’s gonna take my soul away, |
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I'm living like Jim Morrison. |
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Headed towards a fucked up holiday. |
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Motel, squeeze, squeeze, and I’m singing; |
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Fuck yeah, give it to me, this is heaven, what I truely want. |
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It's innocence lost. |
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Innocence lost. |
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