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Hold me
Don't touch me
We're all friends
But you don't feel a thing from over there
Well cashin your dues
We're all friends
You don't feel a thing, you despair
I like your heat
Put the meat where my mouth is
(Get the bats out for black wire)
Pistols at dawn
You're gonna die, you're gonna die
(Get the bats out for black wire)
Hold me
Don't touch me
We're all friends
But you don't feel a thing from over there
Well cashin your dues
We're all friends
You don't feel a thing, you despair
Pass, pass, pass out
pass, pass, pass out
I like your heat
Put the meat where my mouth is
(Get the bats out for black wire)
Pistols at dawn
You're gonna die, you're gonna die
(Get the bats out for black wire)






