i'm in love
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with an icon. i didn't expect him to call
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i'm crushed and ground in some disaster
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i feel like a criminal
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turn out the light, don't crush me
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i get a bruise and i'm not even touching, touching
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are you sincere or are you dangling bair
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and if i bit will you judge me
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i don't know what's genuine
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i go back and forth with him
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does a screw make a bad lynch pin
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i don't know what's genuine
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i think about this is a grin with a ?????
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i thought i couldn't be touched until they tagged me out
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and i didn't even feel it at all
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the bigger the hands, so full of s***
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the neighborhood is one crowded bed
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they're all so strange ???
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?????
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i don't know what's genuine
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so i go back and forth with him
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does a screw make a bad lynch pin
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i don't know what's genuine
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oh i'm losing control
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who's in control
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i'm losing control
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can't be touched
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i don't know what's genuine
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so i go back and forth with him
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does a screw make a bad lynch pin
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i don't know what's genuine
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can't be touched
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