As he watches through the door
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His smile pulls in more and more
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Wicked thoughts shape wicked ways
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While we all crave, while we all crave
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When the man yells at his son
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When he finds the smoking gun
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Don't you worry, little one
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For we all crave, we all crave
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Just a little time
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No, your addiction's not a crime
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It's just a smaller part of who
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You want to become in the end
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When the snow is on her mind
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Rows and rows and lines and lines
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In the haze of your fixation
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We all crave for you, we all crave
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And you can kill the wildest thing
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When you murder, it's a sin
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In the midst of your conviction
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We all crave for you, we all crave
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Just a little time
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No, your addiction's not a crime
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It's just a smaller part of who
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You want to become in the end
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