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This is, This is
Friday the Thirteenth
Friday the Thirteenth
Blood dripping, everywhere
Where am I?
It looks familiar to me
On a Friday the Thirteenth night
Nothing
It makes me happy to be here
So many skeletons aside
I'm desperate, speaking sarcastically
On a Friday the Thirteenth night
I'm trying not to despair
It's starting to make me happy
People I hated are all here
Being cursed by their own spell
Your choices have turned against you
Oh
On a Friday the Thirteenth night
Please get out of here
I'm not happy with you being here
I'm disappearing from real life
As I dance in front of my own funeral
My choices were in vain
The weight of it runs through my veins
On a Friday the Thirteenth night
Don't despair
Everything will be fine
Just be happy
While you party with us
