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It's a Passion
I dig another hole
Claiming another victim, welcoming them to my home
In another galaxy, it’s frowned upon
But no, not here
Here it’s welcomed and needed
It’s a passion, it’s a drugs, it’s a way of life
With tile floor for the waiting room
The last thing they see
To the bright lights that bring forth their fears
Nothing can stop either demise
Nothing can stop me from winning
Claiming another victim, welcoming them to my home
In another galaxy, it’s frowned upon
But no, not here
Here it’s welcomed and needed
It’s a passion, it’s a drugs, it’s a way of life
With tile floor for the waiting room
The last thing they see
To the bright lights that bring forth their fears
Nothing can stop either demise
Nothing can stop me from winning
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