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Roadkill
Roadkill
Roadkill
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Roadkill
For the thrill
Empty bottle
Full throttle
When I walk out of town
I see bloody roads
And I feel a cadavers guts flooding my toes
I know what happened, how can one be so cold
Another soul stolen from
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Roadkill
Roadkill
Roadkill
Roadkill
For the thrill
Empty bottle
Full throttle
All my friends gone too soon
Squirrels, skunks, and raccoons
Their families first
Now they've taken you too
You lie there humbled, I got one thing to say
I'm glad it wasn't me today
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