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Texty: Hole. Garbadge Man.

She tears the hole of even wider
Lets all the darkness up inside her

Holy oh yeah, hey you're mine
Your everything is mine

Without, without a doubt
Without, without a doubt
Hey, where the f*ck were you when my lights went out?

Yah you don't want to look at it
Now, yeah, you don't want to look at it
Yah you don't want to look at it - woah

Without, without a doubt
C'mon, let me out
Hey, where the f*ck were you when my lights went out?


Yeah, you don't want to look at it
Noooo..you don't want to look at me

C'mon let me out
You c'mon and let me out

Yeah tie a soul to you when your light goes down
Time flies when you're falling down
I spread my right all over this town

And everyone of you looks the same
And everyone of you feels the same