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Friday, January 22, 2010

Ballistic

Make swift exit from me
Or I will go to ballistics
And paint this city red
And the blood will rest upon you
You turn me the wrong way
One too many times
And I can't tolerate it
And you wallow in it all

I'm going over the edge

Imp in sheep's clothing
Succubus of the mind
I'm going over the edge
I'm going over the edge
I'm going over the edge
I'm going over the edge

Ballistic

Make swift exit from me
Or I will go to ballistics
And bring ruin to everything
And you will be the last of me
You rub me the wrong way
Only one last time
And I cannot take it
And you won't hurt me again

I'm going over the edge

Imp in sheep's clothing
Succubus of the mind
I'm going over the edge
I'm going over the edge
I'm going over the edge
I'm going over the edge

Ballistic

This is my last stand
I will bring ruin
To all we all hold dear
If I find you anywhere near
I'm going feral soon
I'll go apeshit from you
And your mind games
And I will not blink

As I go ballistic

I'm going over the edge
I'm going over the edge
I'm going over the edge
I'm going over the edge

Imp in sheep's clothing
Succubus of the mind
Devil in fancy red dress
This is the last time

I'm going over the edge
I'm going to ballistics

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