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Wasted face that swallowed time
With armageddon crawling
She’s insane, this friend of mine
And she’s always bawling
Hear her calling
Hear her calling you
Hear her calling
Hear her calling you
There’s a place within her mind
With graves already falling
She’s insane, this friend of mine
And she’s always bawling
Hear her calling
Hear her calling you
Hear her calling
Hear her calling you
She’s preparing for the flood
The deluge and the sliding mud
She’s preparing for the flood
Running on black market blood
Black market blood
Wasted face that swallowed time
With armageddon crawling
She’s insane, this friend of mine
And she’s always bawling
Hear her calling
Hear her calling you
Hear her calling
Hear her calling you
She’s preparing for the flood
The deluge and the sliding mud
She’s preparing for the flood
Running on black market blood
Black market blood
Black market blood
Black market blood
Black market
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