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you'll be dead
and your arms went red
split your skin
the saw will win
tear your flesh
and open the gash
your bowels come out
no need to shout
I saw our bone, 'till you stop to moan
the saw can tell
how you'll yell
full of blood
it's in your gotyour head zone
a splintering bone
the saw is red
and you are dead
I saw your bone 'till you stop to moan
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