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What a thrill, I am ill I have taken a pill to kill My hand is cut wide open Sends all my soldiers running Saboteur, kamikaze man How I'll jump a trepanned veteran Thin dead white papery feeling Red flows in, silence is fleeting I want to die or for you to leave But I don't want to die for vanity Dying's an art, it's a celebration Shoot me down like a dying nation Darkening, tarnishing Stain on my gun Do you love me or do you hate me? Whose side are you on? What a thrill, I am ill I have taken a pill to kill Your hand is cut wide open Sends all your soldiers running Saboteur, kamikaze man How I'll jump a trepanned veteran Thin dead white papery feeling Red flows in, silence is fleeting I want to die or for you to leave But I don't want to die for your vanity Dying's an art, it's a celebration Shoot you down like a dying nation Darkening, tarnishing Stain on my gun Do you love me or do you hate me? Whose side are you on?