15 minutes with you
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and I want to slit my wrists I can't believe we used to kiss
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I can't believe I used to put up with, all of your bullshit
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I remember when I was all up in that ass
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Religiously like a Sunday Mass
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That's what she'd say when we'd get into
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the sheets are dirty and so were you
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there was a time when I'd think of you
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and the feelin' was good and the feelin' was true
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but now-a-days I got a one track mind
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when I see your face I wanna grab a knife
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15 minutes with you
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and you still kee runnin' your mouth, I can't believe we once went out
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I believe I used to listen to you scream and bitch and shout!!!
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I remember when I was all up in that ass
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Religiously like a Sunday Mass
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That's what she'd say when we'd get into
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the sheets are dirty and so were you
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there was a time when I'd think of you
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and the feelin' was good and the feelin' was true
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but now-a-days I got a one track mind
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when I see your face I wanna grab a knife
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Interlude: 15 Minutes
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