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the boiler room
they come and dig you out
with picks and shovels and
acetelyne torches
I couldn"t do nothing but watch as her tears fell on fresh fruit
behind the boney walls of my skull
there was playing a lullaby
la la la la la la la la la la la, la la la la ">
they come and dig you out
with picks and shovels and
acetelyne torches
I couldn"t do nothing but watch as her tears fell on fresh fruit
behind the boney walls of my skull
there was playing a lullaby
la la la la la la la la la la la, la la la la ">
just when you"ve found your way to
the boiler room
they come and dig you out
with picks and shovels and
acetelyne torches
I couldn"t do nothing but watch as her tears fell on fresh fruit
behind the boney walls of my skull
there was playing a lullaby
la la la la la la la la la la la, la la la la
the boiler room
they come and dig you out
with picks and shovels and
acetelyne torches
I couldn"t do nothing but watch as her tears fell on fresh fruit
behind the boney walls of my skull
there was playing a lullaby
la la la la la la la la la la la, la la la la
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the boiler room
they come and dig you out
with picks and shovels and
acetelyne torches
I couldn"t do nothing but watch as her tears fell on fresh fruit
behind the boney walls of my skull
there was playing a lullaby
la la la la la la la la la la la, la la la la ">
they come and dig you out
with picks and shovels and
acetelyne torches
I couldn"t do nothing but watch as her tears fell on fresh fruit
behind the boney walls of my skull
there was playing a lullaby
la la la la la la la la la la la, la la la la ">
just when you"ve found your way to
the boiler room
they come and dig you out
with picks and shovels and
acetelyne torches
I couldn"t do nothing but watch as her tears fell on fresh fruit
behind the boney walls of my skull
there was playing a lullaby
la la la la la la la la la la la, la la la la
