I won't hesitate
Ohh
The plan of escape
Trailing dead bodies, up and down with the wake
Of the ocean baby
My eyes have turned inside out
And I am seeing upside down
Don't be frail, don't be weak
I'll kidnap you sometime this week
Cry your sockets to submission
Have you had enough?
The way oh the way
You sway
And play with me
Childish games
I'm insane...
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