| Sick and twisted
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| Sick and twisted
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| very bad
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| Crippled, crazy, sick and sad
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| Yes, a fouler thing has not existed
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| Yes, it’s true I’m that sick and twisted
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| Sick and twisted
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| Bent and gnarled
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| Rigid, raving
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| Deeply scarred
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| Yes, I’m reviled
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| And I’m detested
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| Diseased and pleased
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| And crab-infested
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| Hoi!
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| Sick and twisted!
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| Menageries I have molested
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| All my suits are double-breasted
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| Nothing sacred
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| Nothing sound
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| My ass is sagging
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| And my belly is round
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| My anus torn with years of trauma
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| Madly weeping drama-mama
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| Fisted deeply, with no friends
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| Yes, with me the bullshit never ends
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| Sick and twisted!
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| Sick and twisted!
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| Sick and twisted!
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| Oi!
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| Sick and twisted
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| Outta luck
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| But you know what?
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| I don’t give a fuck
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| I lost it all
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| But it was my call
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| And all in all
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| I had me a ball
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| Sick and twisted
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| Been black listed
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| Feathers flew
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| But I persisted
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| I carry on And only hope
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| To eat up crack
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| And shoot up dope
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| Yes, everything is sick and twisted
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| Everything is sick and twisted
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| Sick and twisted!
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| Sick and twisted!
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| Life is just a battlefield
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| A crushing force to which I will not yield
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| Sick and twisted!
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| Sick and twisted!
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| Sick and twisted!
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| Sick and Twisted!
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| Everytime that I see this place
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| It reminds me that I must destroy your race
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| Then I shit myself and I feel disgrace
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| So instead of toilet paper I just use your face
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| Living outside of society
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| Look at what it’s done to me
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| I crave crack and P.C.P.
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| And I need a big old dildo rammed all up inside of me…
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| Living in pomp and pageantry
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| Hits and shits and butts and sluts |