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Always feel around for rats in the darka glint in her eye, an infinite sparkthe unborn brother, the treacherous loveralways feel around for rats in the darkTell me it's instructionalTell me it's instructionalThe man in the booth puts on a red shawland the skeletal child wished it were tallnever ask a golden king to reveal himselfhe will only lieTell me it's instructionalTell me it's instructionalI got all my worst habits from youI got all my worst habits from youLying still in the midst of a stalemateWon a bet, lost a jet, broken faceDeep inside the backroom of a nail saloneverything must dieI got all my worst habits from youI got all my worst habits from youLetras de cancionesThings are broken & things will endpossessions once stolen but never againI later was trapped and had to repeatguide me to the end once more, I saidAlways feel around for rats in the dark From Letras Mania