One for nothing and two for no one
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three hours of sleep on four (ha ha ha ha) five minutes to get ready,
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six if I run seven minutes in heaven for eight hours in hell.
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I don't want to be a seed for you to plant now.
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At the mercy of those who hold the plow.
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Who keeps swinging on the utters of the cash cow.
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Your bean stalks decaying in the clouds now.
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And I'll plant these veins for you in shades of red white
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and blue and killing is all I ever know and gazing into your eyes,
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I'll buy all your sweet little lies and kill until I can kill like you.
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Kill Like You
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| Worthless United |
