You don't remind in mean nothing to you
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I'd like to be like, to have the chance to
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Feel I like I don't want it like it means
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But I was born to fat, can't get out of that
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So now I compensate you feel
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I swan around designer shit
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But babe I am easy to get laid
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By the suculent and the luscious so I'd like to think
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But they just drain my face, oh I don't feel a thing
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The decadence of your starvation [x2]
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I'd like to be like that [x2]
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The concequence of your elation
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There are times when I feel that my life
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Is just one big excuse for you to
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Feel complete all those trapidate
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I sit all for, is it all for you
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Is the intermitant conses all about you babe
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Sick baby
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My lyrics are so fertile when they don't exert some sentiment
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Don't believe, you can't even read
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So you said that I'd pretend for all
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Everything you are, you've been here before
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Now, 'cause my turns bigger free
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The decadence of your starvation [x2]
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I'd like to be like, like to be like that
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The concequence of your elation
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The Decadence Of Your Starvation
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| Skunk Anansie |
