I thought i was alone in my utter disgust
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Until the old me started to bleed and we became us
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Lust and mistrust in their social halitosis
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Combust to form stardust burning nuclear gust
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Who sets presidents up to farm oil?
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It's the pigs whose tails curl out to pointed coils
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If you want to know more then mark ¡°yes¡± at the end of your test
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In response to your call of distress- we're the best!
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(Meet me in the back room)
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I'll tell you everything, you everything, whoa
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(Meet me in the back room)
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Just run away with me, just lay with me, whoa
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They say rebellion exists in despair and their ironic facial hair
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The devil may or may not care
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I saw the look she made to Mr. Cred
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She said ¡°Don¡¯t let that blow go to your head¡±
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She took my hand instead...
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There¡¯s nothing like the brain of a beautiful girl when it grasps the fallacy of the world
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We¡¯re in the back room back to back breathing hard
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Reading the file on the heart they sought to defile
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(Meet me in the back room)
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I'll tell you everything, you everything, whoa
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(Meet me in the back room)
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Just run away with me, just lay with me, whoa
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(Meet me in the back room)
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I'll tell you everything, you everything, whoa
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(Meet me in the back room)
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Just run away with me, just lay with me, whoa
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Alright!
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(Meet me in the back room)
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I'll tell you everything, you everything, whoa
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(Meet me in the back room)
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Just run away with me, just lay with me, whoa
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(Meet me in the back room)
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I'll tell you everything, you everything, whoa
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(Meet me in the back room)
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Just run away with me, just lay with me, whoa
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She Won't Follow You
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| Say Anything |
