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Seether, "The Remedy"
Rail, the skin is wry and pale
The pain will never ell
And then she goes back to her enemy
Get the things that get you nigh
Just leave them when they lie
And take yourself, you be the devil me.
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Hell, the skin's Hawaiian pale
The pain will never hail
And then she goes back to the rebel me
Kill the sane at kitchen high
Just lead them where they hide
And sell yourself, you'll feed the devil me.
Frail, the skin is dry and pale
The pain will never fail
And so we go back to the remedy
Clip the wings that get you high
Just leave them where they lie
And tell yourself, 'You'll be the death of me.'
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