Put it in my fist and squish n twist with the wrist
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Hotter than my
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Cancel my vacation, I'm on a terabyte
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Seeking persuasion from desperate minds
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Numbers and figures replacing reality
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Conquering patrons with dexterous lines
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That's my body, it's a device
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Turn on the anti rape mechanism
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Porcelain shooters, walk past the moon
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Macroscopic view
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Piece together, shards into cables
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Swollen shoulder rotator cuff
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Clandestine, makeshift vestibule
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Pardon the unstable broken stuff
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All these impostors are making me addicted
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Conformist reason is all I can trust
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(No matter how hard I lie they believe it all)
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I did college, majored in smart, concocted ways to be useless and poor
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Successful could barely describe the shape of my infinite wisdom, I can spit from mouth
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(No matter how hard I lie they believe it all)
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The esoteric, righteous believer, repeat the process, becoming a monk
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The morality was it derived from or intrinsically inherent
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Cold blocks pop, concocts an instant freeze
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I'm consistently drawn to the smell of please
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Flood brain tips I'm seeing shapes like trees
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Turn it on its side and rape the vertices
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Ripple lifter christening his new bought bricks
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Grip my magic, force the page to slip
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Rope burn mistress in the cage with a limp
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Turn it on its side and smack the weak out the wimp
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For slump
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Put it in my fist and squish n twist with the wrist
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Hotter than my
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Get it away from me
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Get it away from me
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Empty it out
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Empty it out
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Get it away from me
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Get it away from me
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Empty it out
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Empty it out
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Demo Team
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| Dance Gavin Dance |
