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[Music: Kenneth Nyman & Rickard Thulin] [Lyrics: Kenneth Nyman] Bigmouth Your threats did not work on me You stupid fuck What were you thinking of? Holding Your torn-off head Faceless It speaks no more What was your plan? What did you expect? Well, barking like a toothless dog Just doesn't do the trick Now you look kind of silly Turned inside out Head gone, guts spread So extremely dead You stood no chance You were weak to say the least What you did Wasn't very clever