
Letra de Rescue
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They're fucking after us...my bathroom mirror is cluttered with colonial faces. It's a fright, it's a sight, powdered chalky white. You've got to rescue me...they're stalkingme, hiding in mirrors like flesh jack-o-lanterns. It's a tease, it's a shock, they shriek, "The Redcoats are coming!" like a choir of boiling lobsters.
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