PRIMAL, EVIL WHAT AM I ?
  TONGUE-TIED UNTI THE DAY I DIE
  THERE'S NO LOVE MADE WITH MERMAIDS
  IT'S JUST DISTRACTION OR SO THEY SAY
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  BUT I'M TOO TIRED TO CARE ABOUT IT
  CAN'T YOU SEE IT IN MY FACE, MY FACE
  WHEN I FEEL THIS STRANGE CAN I GO THROUGH THIS AGAIN
    IT'S A SORRY STATE YOU'RE GETTTING IN
  THE SAME EXCUSE IS WEARING THIN
  THERE'S NO SELF CONTROL LEFT IN ME
  WHAT WAS NOT WILL NEVER BE
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