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One Hell Of A Prize

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"Why did you kill her?" "She was talking shit" And I can't see why you're crying loud Right down the street you're walking proud You fake, you quit, you're tripping out So in that street called lying town We sit down on the couch We sit down on the couch We sit down on the couch We sit down on the couch The sun strikes back (Creeping) To burn you down (Dripping) Left in your room (Wanking) Your ring's so blue And I told you you're going down Yeah, I told you you're going down Yeah, I told you you're going down I told you you're going down You spit a mouth full of lies Another spirit dies I'm gonna soften you up You spit a mouth full of lies I cut you under the eye Your guts, yeah, for the serving Go! We sit down on the couch We sit down on the couch We sit down on the couch We sit down on the couch Celebrate in our bliss you're so godless and sick Celebrate in our bliss you're so godless and sick Now friends are dust Now friends are dust Celebrate in our bliss you're so godless and sick Well, here's your misery Lie down and grind your teeth away Well, here's your misery Won't live to breathe another day Well, here's your misery Lie down and grind your teeth away Well, here's your misery Won't live to see another day And I watch you sleep And I watch you sleep And I watch you sleep And I watch you in your river And I watch you sleep And I watch you sleep And I watch you sleep And I watch you in your river I told you right from the start I had to settle the score You were gonna get it I think you spoke too soon It's time to lick your wounds My fist made the connection I think you spoke too soon It's time to lick your wounds Your pain will be my infliction You kicked the paint in acid baths of rape You fucking junkie, I'm gonna throw you away You kicked the paint in acid baths of rape You fucking sell-out, I'm gonna put you away I think you spoke too soon It's time to lick your wounds My fist made the connection I think you spoke too soon It's time to lick your wounds Your pain will be my infliction