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Low Pop Suicide
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Sheep's Clothing
Lyricist：Rick Boston
Beautiful lamb child
Make the angels dance and laugh
Spare yourself, child
Make your best mistake your last
Worn out sheep's clothing
Lying bloodied on the floor
But still the devil in your friend
Cries out for more
Throw up a truth, swallow a lie
You're no angel but neither was I
Bloody my nose out of my face
Nothing can take your place
Pull me out
And put a new one back in
We'll get ourselves together
And get out of the shit
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Cold steel, lubricate
Take the flesh from my face
Brutal words that cut like sand
And you split a lip, I understand
I think I understand
Worn out sheep's clothing
Lying bloodied on the floor
And still, the devil in your friend
Cries out for more
Cold steel, lubricate
Take the flesh from my face
Brutal words, at last I send
You split the lip, I understand
I think I understand
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