Everyone I see's Diseased or broken Holes in their arms They got cocaine eyes Self mutilation Is self surveillance Wanna get to heaven You gotta die
Here she comes Here she comes She's crawled out of a garbage can Here she comes Here she comes She's gonna waste another man
Ah sick city Gonna be the death of me Ah sick city Gonna be my death, gonna be the death of me
Little Johnny Junk's A subway pilot He'll knife you in the head For Chinese rock Catch a falling spike Ride a silver rocket Score a body bag deal From the Vietcong
Your meat on a hook In your own snuff movie Tortue loop hallucination Nerves spliced No innoculation From the viral programme There's spiders in your mouth Shoot insecticide!
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