| Placebo from the Garden of Eden
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| Rub it on bone, watch the skin grow
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| Blissful cocktail makes a god from heathens
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| Changing your life to a perfect glow
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| Tie a knot and hang it up high
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| Your battered corpse is bitter and sore
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| Our lethal nectar will distort your body
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| We’ll make you better than God did before
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| Excess into muscle
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| Jesus pill binge
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| Water into wine
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| Devil in a syringe
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| You will obey me
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| You will become me
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| We will control you
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| Time for your medicine baby
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| Oh child of Balem, I hear you wailing
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| Your love muscle refuses to grow
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| When nature fails, reach for the elixir
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| Boldly rush where angels won’t go
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| Bound up, perfected, five inches, inflated
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| You’ll be an overnight extrovert
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| Pattern the body, beauty by numbers
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| Breathe in tight, this is going to hurt
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| Excess into muscle
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| Jesus pill binge
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| Water into wine
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| Devil in a syringe
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| You will obey me
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| You will become me
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| We will control you
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| Time for your medicine baby
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| You don’t get it
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| You just don’t get it
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| Suckling frenzy at rubber breast
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| Beheaded, busted, a doll, infect
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| Salty lotion, rubbed in open scratch
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| Removes hair and all self respect
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| You need it, trust me, you need it
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| Inject potion, peel back your face
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| Lacerate on your armor inflict
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| Uncut beauty underlines grotesque
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| You will obey me
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| You will become me
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| We will control you
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| Time for your medicine baby |