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The Number Twelve Looks Like You
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The Number Twelve Looks Like You
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Dragged to the burial
Where witches flew overhead
Roses drip black
And children weep in awe at their mother's side
And tissues break
Children weep in awe
Shows your ample wit
Shows your ample wit
Shows your ample wit
Shows your ample wit
To get back at your bastard's lust
To get back at your bastard's lust
To get back at your bastard's lust
Get back at your bastard's lust
To get back at your bastard's lust
Get back at your bastard's lust
Razor proof veil and an odorless scarf
Brings the day to rust
Blue dress at a black grave
At a black grave
Razor proof veil and an odorless scarf
Brings the day to rust
Brings the day to rust
Brings the day to rust
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