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Fucking you again?
Go with no lubricant
Kid I got a crew of street fighting soccer hooligans
Sofa surfing living
No logo forgiving
Shit call off the holidays son, there's no fucks given
It's always Halloween so we never die
Bite the head off of a bat yeah boys don't cry
Don't complain, walk on water hydroplane
Cold cult killer so fuck the fame
Til I wrap you up in my cellophane

Watch them heads roll we all watch them heads roll

We are the children of the night

This is for the spooky kids yeah the spooky kids
This is for the spooky kids
Burst your eardrum
Burst your fucking ear drum

Just try to hold me down
Show's up its over pow!
So we go Romeo they asking for you where art thou?
It's like I'm so renowned
I milk the holy cow
Ain't got a snowflakes chance in Hell of getting sober now
The village of the god damn hell of em
Painting a leather jacket like a letterman
Where we keep you up all night
Like you're on a snakebite of fear and amphetamine
Yeah I'm getting em bring out your dead
Put em in baskets off with their heads
Off with their heads man off with their heads
Off with their heads man off with their heads

Watch them heads roll we all watch them heads roll

We are the children of the night

This is for the spooky kids yeah the spooky kids
This is for the spooky kids
Burst your eardrum
Burst your fucking ear drum

Time I don't follow
I don't follow it
Fate I don't swallow it
Swallow it swallow it
I don't swallow it
Swallow it swallow it
I don't swallow it
Fate, time I don't
I don't follow it
I don't swallow it

This is for the spooky kids yeah the spooky kids
This is for the spooky kids
Burst your eardrum
Burst your fucking ear drum

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