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SINGER: Coal Chamber
SONG:Fiend
It's the darkest place like beneath the stairs the "it" it comes and it takes me there we take everything in sight all through the night leaving scars and crashing cars Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press fiend for the fans and fodder for the press It's my life for everyone to see for you a charade for me a disease everything in sight all through the night leaving scars and fucking stars Still reasoning my life Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press fiend for the fans and fodder for the press Still reasoning my life It's do or die it's do or die it's do or die not for me! Still reasoning my life Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press fiend for the fans and fodder for the press Still reasoning my life, fucker!!
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