| I’m leading my life just the way I like it
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| Don’t burn my ass if it’s not tight
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| I’m telling you guys
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| Just stay sweet
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| Well more or less it feels like my life was a horrorless
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| Sorrowless edge and I’m a tomorrowless
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| Guy since you ran away
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| Oh with them sad, sad croco tears in my eyes
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| I’m swearing that I’m bearing
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| For my heart-outtearing
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| For my telling you telling you lies
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| I’m smoking till I’m choking
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| Blast there is a hole in my soul
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| And it’s provoking
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| All the trouble lord in me
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| All the trouble lord in me
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| I’m pushed through a funnel
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| With my eyes in a tunnel
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| Bearing all the swearing
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| Of my inner eye’s fanfaring
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| The thing I need is you
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| Oh with them sad, sad croco tears in my eyes
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| I’m swearing that I’m bearing
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| For my heart-outtearing
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| For my telling you telling you lies
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| Lies
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| But it’s ok for me to wait
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| Cause you’re so cute, with the salty fruit
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| And I keep dreaming, wondering dreaming
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| Wondering, dreaming about you
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| I wish I was a stamp so you’d lick me
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| I wish I was a football so you’d kick me
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| I wish I was a bra to feel your nipples hardening |
| Or just a flower so you’d pick me, sniff me
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| Tear my bloom apart and finally find
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| I’m in love with you
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| Sweetheart
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| Oh with them sad, sad croco tears in my eyes
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| I’m swearing that I’m bearing
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| For my heart-outtearing
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| For my telling you telling you lies |