This is the film close to the third act and the misery
Is not rain, you rapist werewolves, is God pissing down on you
You won't die alone I'll break off my own arms and
Sharpen my bones and stab you once for each time
I thought of you, trying to take something
You'll never be good enough to even look upon
It's better to push something when it's slipping
Than to risk being dragged down
If you want to hit bottom
Don't bother trying taking me with you
And I won't answer if you call
I'm two heartbeats ahead in Hell
Trying to break your fall
This isn't a mob, I won't need to change the names
Everyone around you has murdered
Someone's something sacred
There isn't one nail without dirty under it
There isn't any white cotton panties
That aren't soaked and stained red
It's better to push something when it's slipping
Than to risk being dragged down
If you want to hit bottom
Don't bother trying taking me with you
And I won't answer if you call
I'm two heartbeats ahead in Hell
Trying to break your fall
Into the fire, into the fire
Into the fire, into the fire
Into the fire, into the fire
Into the fire, into the fire
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