Boy boy boy boy
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Wraps his arm around a skinny thing
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Naked around, naked around, naked around
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Naked around the middle
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She's a sleepwalker with an expensive bag
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Cruising cubicles
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Cash thrills
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Cruising and thinking, a cap and hood
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Straps hanging down your black legs
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(pig pig pig pig
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Stick that word out at your best mark
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Remember, remember, remember, remembering)
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All your sundays come back to haunt me
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I like to hurt myself like this sometimes
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What you want from me this time
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Do you want a spoon
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Carrying another wound
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Like an addiction
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When you caught your affliction
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I'm in a rage, i'm in a rage, i'm in a rage
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I knew i refused to hand it over
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Burn me, burn me, burn me, burn me
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I know what's going to happen next
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(stood at the next table touching the lips with love)
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Okay now it's clear you can look
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Clean clean
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There's something (chromium)
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Tattooed dad is getting dirty
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And a (tired thing, boooze)
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Off with your head off with your head
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Your razor wire beauty
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You're going straight, you're going straight, you're going straight
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But sometimes you gotta show them
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I like to hurt myself like this sometimes
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What you want from me this time
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Do you want a spoon
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Carrying another wound
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Like an addiction
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When you caught your affliction
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Boy, Boy, Boy
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| Underworld |
