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It's always finders keepers

This moves too slow

Down with the crawly creepers

What you borrow you owe

- Now here we go -

Set the pace / set the tone

The stangest thing

You've ever known

Nothing left to die for

Bitter seed / sour grapes

The point from where

There's no escape

Nothing left to die for

Undead & unfamiliar

They trim the fat

Unlocked & unpeculiar

We're the union of the rats

- We're the union of the rats -