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Bucket of Mud
03:30
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Murder
02:32
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Well, its murder
Yes its murder
No one can know
No one can see
Waiting to be Abel to send Cain away
You’re trying to be pure, but you’re trying in vain
So you move far away where no one can see
Your friends never knew that you wanted to be…
Free of murder
Yes its murder
No one can know
No one can see
It seemed like the right thing to do at the time
But now there’s a ghost you cannot leave behind
Those bones may be buried deep in the mud
But you hands will never be clean of the blood
Or of murder
Free of murder
Yes its murder
Free of murder
It kills us to know
In the first degree
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Sun
04:15
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