love had nothing to do with us
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you had nothing better to do nothing better to do
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you say that you want to be free well, baby, don't look at me
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i think i've had enough of super mario 3
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and i do believe i've poured enough beer into me
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to strip away the beauty of the curve of your hips
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and to nullify the bower of your moist little lips
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i feel my brain reactivate and tell me that enough is enough is enough
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work... you look at teeth all day
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analyzing dental files and then you come home and analyze us
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us... i'm sick of reevaluating us
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you bore me into the ground, our sex occurs without sound
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what was verb is now noun
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now don't you think enough's enough and we should be through
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you lie there with a wounded face as if this was new
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we never go to movies and we never do shit
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our world is your apartment and i'm tired of it
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i feel my brain reactivate and tell me that enough is enough is enough
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Enough
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| Pain (American Band) |
