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Bruises Are Back In Style (Dirty Panties Mix)
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God bless America, land that I love
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Stand beside her, and guide her
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Through the night with the light up above
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From the mountain to the prarie
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Through the ocean, white with foam
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God bless America, my home sweet home!
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Write your name and spell it well
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All good children go straight to hell
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See what you saw, see all you can see
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As you get fucked by your own liberty now
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If love is a taxi, the devil would drive
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If hatred is English, then I'm speaking jive
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If this is a fuck, then I'd run for a mile
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When I say baby, bruises are back in style
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God bless America
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God hates America
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Know your name when you're in a rage
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Piss and shit line an empty cage
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The people look, they all stop and stare
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At the little girl with the long greasy hair now
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If love is a taxi, the devil would drive
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If hatred is English, then I'm speaking jive
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If this is a fuck, then I'd run for a mile
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When I say baby, bruises are back in style
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God bless America
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God hates America!
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Know your name and spell it well
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Sign in blood, you might as well
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See what you saw, see all you can see
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As you get fucked by your own liberty now
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If love is a taxi, the devil would drive
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If hatred is English, then I'm speaking jive
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If this is a fuck, then I'd run for a mile
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When I say baby, bruises are back in style
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Bruises Are Back In Style (Dirty Panties Mix)
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