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You're clawing at graves
Where hatchets lay
Wounds exhumed
Through rusted blades
And I'd hold your throat like I hold a grudge
You're clawing at graves
Where hatchets lay
Now and then entwined
Like a hatchet in my mind
But in my mind, I'd rather be a hatchet in your head
