| You Sick Fuck
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| It’s a dark night and I don’t have time
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| To be wasting on people
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| Who don’t love me like I deserve
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| Leave the towel in the shower
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| I’ve got fresh ones in the dryer
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| I’ve got a brain and I’ve got a duty
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| To myself to engage only
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| With the most moral of humans
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| But what’s this?
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| I could be anything that you want boy
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| But you’re smoking me out
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| How am I gonna be what you need
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| If I can’t help but feed the doubt?
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| Time turns and as the moon rises
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| The bell of the earth rings
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| Louder and louder until
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| All we can hear is each other
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| Screaming and fucking
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| For a new time and a new earth
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| But what if I’m all you have
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| And you’re all I have?
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| And together we make
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| One sorry burger of human meat
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| But still!
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| I could be anything that you want boy
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| But you’re smoking me out
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| How am I gonna be what you need
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| If I can’t help but feed the doubt?
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| I could be anything, that I want boy
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| But I can’t say the same
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| I’d give up all that I do
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| If it meant I could feed that flame
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| You can make somebody love you
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| You can make somebody care
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| You can tell them all about yourself, ask them out
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| Say a little prayer for your friends
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| And hope that they pretend
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| You are a person worth a little of their time
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| I could be anything that you want boy
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| But you’re smoking me out
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| How am I gonna be what you need
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| If I can’t help but feed the doubt?
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| I could be anything that I want boy
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| But I can’t say the same
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| I’d give up all that I do
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| If it meant I could feed the flame
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| I could be anything that you want boy
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| But you’re smoking me out
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| How am I gonna be what you need
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| If I can’t help but feed the doubt?
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| I could be anything that I want boy
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| But I can’t say the same
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| I’d give up all that I do
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| If it meant I could feed the flame |