Open the sound box
I'm a tape that knows you want to rock
Stick me in and push play
Move your head every which way
Rewind me back and press pause
Listen to the beat of my blood riddled cross
I bare it well, record it and catch the casket
I will one day sleep inside it
Learn to love it, no learn to bare it with me
Disciple yourself unto life and pay the fee
Yes the debt that all men must pay
The debt that ends on that day
He'll explain what I mean on the other side
Flip me, this was Dr. Jekyll now it's time for Mr. Hyde
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