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Pale powder, like my skin
What I have done, is a sin
God makes his list
He checks it twice
To see who goes to hell tonight
As for my haters, I'll see you there
Good-bye my friends
Good-bye my foes
Where you're going, nobody knows
and as for I, I'll say good-bye
I have chosen my fate
And God wont open heaven's gates
He made his list, he checked it twice
And I'm going straight to hell tonight