| I want to be eaten alive
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| And burn a hole inside my pride
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| Like leather wrapped around my mind
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| Two holes cut out to see the light
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| I want to feel it in my bones
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| Woke up inside a strangers home
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| I want to know why I don’t mind
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| That all the children stay inside
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| Well here it goes, and
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| I know exactly what its supposed to
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| Be but I don’t know what to say, and
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| My hands are tied, my hands are tied
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| I know exactly what it could be
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| I know exactly what it could be
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| I know exactly what it could be
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| I think I know just what it could be
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| I think I know just what I could need
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| I think I know just what I might need
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| I think I know just what I might need
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| I think I know just what I might need
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| I think it’s something bigger than me
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| I think it’s something bigger than me
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| I think it’s something bigger than me
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| I think it’s something bigger than me |