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I can't fit in this skin,
It's worn and useless thin.
The size of the eyes
And the flies in the sky
Make it hard
To see to the end.
My body's a zombie for you
The smell of my breath
From the blood in your neck...
Oh, I hold my soul
From the lands unknown,
So I can play
The strings of your death.
My body's a zombie for you
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