You scream louder then fiction, and you get down on your knees.
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And tear open your heart so I can love you and your disease.
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Lick the hand that feeds you and kiss the blade that cuts.
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I wannna touch you in your gods hands when your praying bites the dust.
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Please please please please please please please please, let me anoint the lust inside you.
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Please please please please please please please please, let me devalue what's inside you.
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Hollywood at night, hanging around. If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
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Hollywood at night, hanging around. If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
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And I'll deny you. Fact or fiction, fact or fiction, fact or fiction. It's a mission to survive.
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And learn to want you, when I hate, when I hate what's all inside.
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Please please please please please please please please, let me anoint the lust inside you.
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Please please please please please please please please, let me devalue what's inside you.
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Hollywood at night, hanging around. If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
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Hollywood at night, hanging around. If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
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You scream louder then fiction, and you get down on your knees.
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And tear open your heart so I can love you and your disease.
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You lick the hand that feeds you and kiss the blade that cuts.
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I wanna touch you in your gods hands when your praying bites the dust.
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Please please please please please please please please, let me anoint the lust inside you.
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Please please please please please please please please, let me devalue what's inside you.
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Hollywood at night, hanging around. If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
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Hollywood at night, hanging around. If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
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Hollywood at night, hanging around. If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
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Hollywood at night, hanging around. If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
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Tara Reid Is A Whore
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