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In for the Kill
by Cabaret Inferno
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Insanity season is far from over
Reality avoidance is the new order
Infinity of reasons to blow your brains out
Morality issues are ever important
So get ready your Xanax, Prozac, cocaine and Valium
Rohipnol, vodka, crystal meth
To get rid of your sadness, anguish and heartache
Whatever that helps you to bury the pain
Scary things are crawling under my bed
Ten people are living inside my head
And we are having some tea
And we are ready to kill
So get ready your Xanax, Prozac, cocaine and Valium
Rohipnol, vodka, crystal meth
To get rid of your sadness, anguish and heartache
Whatever that helps you to bury the pain
We are choosing the numbness that comes with madness
We are ready to rejoice at our misery
It's hurting, it's laughing, that's the way we like it
It's bleeding and weeping, we're in for the kill
And we are having some tea, and we are ready to kill
And we're ready to feel a total absence of will
Insanity season is far from over
Reality avoidance is the new order
Infinity of reasons to blow your brains out
Morality issues are ever important
So get ready your Xanax, Prozac, cocaine and Valium
Rohipnol, vodka, crystal meth
To get rid of your sadness, anguish and heartache
Whatever that helps you to bury the pain
Scary things are crawling under my bed
Ten people are living inside my head
And we are having some tea
And we are ready to kill
So get ready your Xanax, Prozac, cocaine and Valium
Rohipnol, vodka, crystal meth
To get rid of your sadness, anguish and heartache
Whatever that helps you to bury the pain
We are choosing the numbness that comes with madness
We are ready to rejoice at our misery
It's hurting, it's laughing, that's the way we like it
It's bleeding and weeping, we're in for the kill
And we are having some tea, and we are ready to kill
And we're ready to feel a total absence of will
