Feel the bile rising from your guilty past
With your nerves in tatters
When the cockleshell shatters
And the hammers batter
Down the door
You better run
Run, run, run, run
You better run all day
And run all night
And keep your dirty feelings
Deep inside
Pretty strong stuff for the produce section. Looking around nobody seemed to notice. I was watching two little old ladies during the middle part when the maniac laughing started and they didn't react. Mainstream is not what it used to be.
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