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Bad Voodoo
Oh, i'm as sharp as a coroner's needle Inside i'm cold as a marble eye Skin as harsh as a rusted razor A nightmare livin' in your mind
Out of a page full of murderous stories My skull is filled up with terrible crimes A dream of violent repetition A nosferatu for your 'lord of the flies'
You can't stop what ain't dead, it's true Bad voodoo's a livin' deja vu No pienses matan
I've buried more than the men in the graveyard A grim priest at a funeral pyre So if i end up 'six deep' in the desert I guess i'll see you in the afterlife.
So i'm headed south, To the devil's door I wanna turn the whole world around, To how it was before.
Triple sixes burn Making out my path Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Lead me to the secret That's gonna cure my past.
You can't stop what ain't dead, it's true Bad voodoo's a livin' deja vu Hey!, hey!
How does it feel with your name on a tombstone While you're surrounded by the livin' dead Some kind of curse hangin' over your shoulders I'll haunt you like a specter of regret.
The bells are ringin for the end of the line now Feels like i'm rowing right down the styx But i don't care, i can kill anything With a gun and a knife and a crucifix.
You can't stop what ain't dead, it's true Bad voodoo's a livin' deja vu Hey!, hey!
You can't stop what ain't dead, it's true Bad voodoo's a livin' deja vu No pienses matan
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