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It’s raining napalm, fucking napalm, it’s raining,
it’s raining napalm, fucking napalm
napalm napalm napalm napalm
To live a perfect life, gonna burn it all down.
So tell me what it’s like? Gonna burn it all down.
An angel fall from grace,
The blood smeared down her face.
Do I make you sick? It’s fucking sickening.
Oh you’re a pretty bitch but won’t put your feet in.
You talk that big fight and you play dress up,
but you’re a daddy’s girl playing with doll parts.
Playing with fucking napalm.
Playing with fucking napalm.
Playing with fucking napalm.
Playing with doll parts.
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