Whine, whine, whine.
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How can you afford to throw me those looks
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when you haven't pulled the bloody wool from over your eyes yet?
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How can you say those things to me
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when you haven't pulled the boot of the past out of your mouth?
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Tepid morals personality set for easy calibration knowledge of importance paramount.
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Marooned a suicidal caste deal with isolation grease the wheels chameleon.
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Sliding through social strata and yet you still whine.
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Your conviction is merely iconographic.
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I'm so sick of hearing you whine shut up.
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Lame
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| Burn The Priest |
