| Killing yourself slowly from swallowing my love
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| Because you like me
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| Yeah, you like me
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| Turning off your evil light and calling off your dogs
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| Because they bite me
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| Yeah, they bite me
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| You can wrap me up in newspaper then cover me in gas
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| And then ignite me
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| Yeah, ignite me
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| Killing yourself slowly from swallowing my love
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| Because you like me
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| You really like me
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| One of these days I’m gonna get this thing to work
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| And I’ll be bouncing up and down like some electronic jerk
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| Give me the night, give me money, give me more and more
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| Let me set the world on fire like there was no Al Gore
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| I’ll be trashing regulations everywhere that I go
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| And I am mashing my potatoes like I’m from Idaho
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| I’m making it look easy while it’s anything but
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| I’ll make you open up your wallet while your pie-hole is shut
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| Hey baby, I used to have a TV show
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| I used to be somebody that you’d really like to get to know
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| When you need a home run hitter, I always get the call
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| I’ll get you back up out the shitter, get your back up on the wall
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| But now, that was then, this is now, that was then and now
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| And I’m a real voting man living in a gross town
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| Every day’s another crisis and I’m bleeding out my eyes
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| But here you come a-walking, and the night’s about to metabolize
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| Hey!
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| My body sways to the rhythm of your schizoid beat
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| And you keep breaking me down while I’m moving my feet
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| Hit me hard, hit me baby, hit me right in the face
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| And let your dirty bloody bloody bleed all over the place
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| Hey baby, I just can’t let you let you let me go
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| I just can’t eat your cookies when there ain’t no butter in your dough
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| Now you’re talking your religion, and you know I don’t believe
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| I’m gonna intercept your pigeon and rip the tapestry of lies you weave
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| Hey! |