Play your games with my limp joints
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Idolize it's wet paper skin
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Listen to the cast preach your life
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And infest you with disease
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Dress me up with a three piece tourniquet
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Fuck and get under the scabs
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Never trust what you cannot kill
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And pretend that she respects you
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Pursuit of liberty
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Drags you all across this country
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This cunt bleeding
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Delivered me
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The cord it stretches
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Taught and only so far
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Before it snaps back
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Giving us relief
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It's just a matter of time
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It's just a matter of time
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Before you fall down
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And hurt yourself
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Far from home
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With no one's help
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We will be waiting
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But his eyes can't see the madness
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So she can keep the rule
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Formulate what will be that thing that makes me laugh
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Your next manipulation
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Of the all too friendless
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Always seen and never noticed
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Dipping my feet in pools of you
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FUCK YOU
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Make my face only how you like it
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Why can't you smell it hide
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Wreck her pussy with your fist
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She'll be your minister
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Violate my stiff limp body
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Only to taste my glass bloodline
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Shove it all behind my back
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Cauterize my open wound
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I never needed to leave
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To find out what makes me tick
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I arrived by default
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My arms three grand long
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But not elastic enough
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To care for insects
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Just beyond my reach
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It's just a matter of time
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It's just a matter of time
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Before I pick you up
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And dust you off
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Kiss the eyes
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That make me rough
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I will be waiting
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I walked beside myself
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But nothing ever changed
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And now I walk away
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So you can take the blame
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Clinical distortion
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Affects the bachelor
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I still can't find
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Pretty Face
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American Head Charge |