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A Place in the Dirt

We are damned and we are dead

All God's children to be sent

To a perfect place in the sun

In the dirtsThere's a windshield in my hearts

We are bugs so smeared and scarred

And could you stop the meat from thinkin' before I swallow all of it

Could you please?Put me in the motorcade

Put me in the death parade

Dress me up and take me

Dress me up and make me

Your dyin' GodAngels with needles pokes through our eyes

Let the ugly lights, what in

We were no longer blind

We were no longer blindPut me in the motorcade

Put me in the death parade

Dress me up and take me

Dress me up and make me

Your dyin' GodNow we hold the ugly head

The Mary Whore is at the bed

They've cast a shadow of our perfect death

In the sun and in the dirt

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