Snow slammin' in
Snow slammin' in
The rackets and their jackets
The long Halloween
Every boy and every girl's a shooting star
I'd be home but they've created the bars
And I gotta tell you that I'm
So self-destroyed
Cloistered by numbers
Six six six, beast of apocalypse, son
I wanna be an old bitch
In four
three two one
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