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Yeah. For the crown, my hands unclean. I lay my weapons on the ground, my feet On the street, tear my nails into my palms, My heart won't beat. So close to it all, but so out of Reach. When they find me, Will you remember me? Will you remember me? Ah. Bitch, I come from the fire. Oh. I crawl out of the muck, oh. With a taste for the blood, oh. Tear the meat from the bones. When I'm gone, put my head on a pole. Tell the devil keep the flames hot, Ooh. Hang my body from the tree, watch it Rot. God, this must be the place. God, this must be the place. God, this must be the place. God, this must be the place. God, this must be the place. God, this must be the place. For the crown, my hands unclean. I lay my weapons on the ground, my feet On the street, tear my nails into my palms, My heart won't beat. So close to it all, but so out of Reach. Bitch, I come from the fire, oh. I crawl out of the muck, oh. With a taste for the blood, oh. Tear the meat from the bones. When I'm gone, put my head on a pole. Tell the devil keep the flames hot, Ooh. Hang my body from the tree, watch it Rot. God, this must be the place. God, this must be the place. God, this must be the place. God, this must be the place. God, this must be the place. God, this must be the place.