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Are you beaten now?
Now that we can see you.
Are you breathing now?
Do the wicked see you?
Are you breathing now, or are you making meatloaf
You still breathing
You're making me known
Are you breathing now?
So that we can see you?
Are you breathing now?
Do the wicked see you?
Are you breeding now, so that we can see you?
You're still breathing, you're making men now.
Are you breathing now? Do the wicked see you?
You're still breathing, you're making me known.
Are you breeding now?
Do the wiccans see you?
You're still breeding, you're raping me, gnome.
Are you breathing now?
Do the wicked see you?
You're still breathing, you're making me known.
Are you grieving? No.
Are you breathing? No.
D-d-d-d-die! D-d-d-d-die!
Let the living die, let the living die!
He says it really fast, though it was a deliberate stutter of 'die'.
Digga digga die
Let the living die.
Dippy dippy die
Let the living die.
Don't look back, looks dead ahead.
Don't look around to the voice instead.
or
Don't look back, look straight.
A head. Don't look back 'til the voice is dead
or
Don't look back, look straight.
A head. Don't look back 'til the voice is dead
Don't look back, look straight ahead.
Don't turn away then the voice it said
F@#$ this whore!
I feel a leg, I feel a breast
Thought disorder!
I feel elated, I feel depressed
Gonna die now, gonna die, die
Let the living die, let the living die, say
Gonna listen to some freaky shit now
or
Gonna listen to some reggae s**t now
or
Gonna listen to some reggae s**t now
Gonna make you do some freaky sh*t now
Hidden behind my Canadian friends
Hidden behind my comedian face
I can feel the subliminal need
To go bond with the boys
And make everything go wrong
I can feel the subliminal need
To be one with the voice
And make everything alright
I feel the sub-criminal need
To go bond with the toys
And make everything turn white.
I feel the subliminal need
To be one with the voice
And make everything all right.
I'm gonna talk about some pretty gay sh*t now
I'm gonna talk about some freaky sh*t now
Instant gravy you're making me now
You're still grieving your making me numb
Libba,dibba,DIE,libba,dibba,DIE,see?
Let the living die, let the living die!
Libidibidie, Libidibidie!
Let the living die, let the living die!
Like a scream before the silence
Like a scream, but sort of silent
Like ice cream but sort of silent.
Like a scream but sort of silent.
N'Sync, you're gonna die when you listen to me
Insane, you're gonna die when you listen to me
N'sync, ya' gonna die when you listen to me
Insane, you're gonna die when you listen to me
N*Sync, you're gonna die when you listen to me!
Insane, you're gonna die when you listen to me!
Pig Stink, you're gonna die would you listen to me
Insane, you're gonna die when you listen to me!
Sex is death, death is sex
Sex is right here on my crucifix.
Sex is death, death is sex
It says it right here on my crucifix.
Suck his dick, captain sex
It says it right here on my crucifix.
Sex is death, death is sex
It says it right here on my crucifix.
You didn't know what you were lookin' for 'til you heard the voices in your rear
You didn't know what you were lookin' for 'til you heard the voices in your ear
You're still breathing, you're making me come.
You're still grieving, you're making me numb.
You're still breathing, you're making me numb.
You're still breathing, you're making me known.
You're still grieving, you're making me numb.
You're still breathing, you're making me known.
You're still grieving, you're making me numb.
You're still breathing, you're making me known.