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Something is dead on the other sideAnd i can't tell what it could beNo matter what i do or what i try These walls keep hunting meI like handle my eyes are redOh ??????? and it smells it smells Something is dead on the other sideAnd i can't tell what it could beNo matter what i do or what i try Death keeps following meI like handle my eyes are redOh ???????? and it smells it smells I like handle my eyes are redOh ??????? and it smells it smells DEAD From Letras Mania