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Dear god do you want to tear your knuckles downand hold yourselfDear god can you climb up that treemeat in the shape of a 'T'Dear god the paper says you were the Kingin the black limousineDear John and all the King's mencan't put you head together againBefore the bulletsbefore the fliesbefore authorities take out my eyesthe only smiling are you dolls that I madebut you are plastic and so are your brainsDear god the sky is as blueas a gunshot woundDear god if you were aliveyou know we'd kill youBefore the bulletsbefore the fliesbefore authorities take out my eyesthe only smiling are you dolls that I madebut you are plastic and so are your brainsmore