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Nerve Gas

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1  How could I let you get so attached?   How could I let you get so attached 1
  Before I knew you, you had us matched  Before I knew you, you had us matched
  A broken quartet plays your heartstrings  A broken quartet plays your heartstrings
  You're out of tune with everything  You're out of tune with everything
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  Nerve gas, nerve gas, no class  Nerve gas, nerve gas, no class
  I get asphyxiated  I get asphyxiated
2  Funny how fast you faded, nerve gas   Funny how fast you faded             2
1  Nerve gas...1
      
3  It's cold in the kitchen, my nicotine tongue   Its cold in the kitchen my nicotine tongue 3
  Is dry and sarcastic and blacker than lungs  Is dry and sarcastic and blacker than lungs
4  You're flipping the trip switch and sucking your thumb   You're flipping the tripswitch                                    4
5  And parking your thick head where it don't belong   And sucking your thumb                                 5
2  And parking your thick head2
3  where it don't belong3
      
  Nerve gas, nerve gas, no class  Nerve gas, nerve gas, no class
  Nerve gas, nerve gas, no class  Nerve gas, nerve gas, no class
  I get asphyxiated  I get asphyxiated
6  Funny how fast you faded, nerve gas   Funny how fast you faded             6
4  Nerve gas...4
      
7  It's cold in the kitchen, my nicotine tongue   Its cold in the kitchen my nicotine tongue 7
  Is dry and sarcastic and blacker than lungs  Is dry and sarcastic and blacker than lungs
8  You're flipping the trip switch and sucking your thumb   You're flipping the tripswitch                                    8
9  And parking your thick head where it don't belong   And sucking your thumb                                 9
5  And parking your thick head5
6  where it don't belong6
      
  Nerve gas, nerve gas, no class  Nerve gas, nerve gas, no class
  Nerve gas, nerve gas, no class  Nerve gas, nerve gas, no class
  I get asphyxiated  I get asphyxiated
  Funny how fast you faded  Funny how fast you faded
  I get asphyxiated  I get asphyxiated
  Funny how fast you faded, nerve gas   Funny how fast you faded
7  Nerve gas7
      


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