| You’re a slave to my long eyelashes
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| You’re not crank but you’re an agony
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| Loving me is iridescent conflictions,
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| Poor thing, I know you’re hungry.
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| 'Cause I’m fresh meat and vintage Dior
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| Stealing from the rich and giving Gucci to the poor
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| I’ve got advice for you
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| I’ve got everything you need
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| You know if you wanna be thin
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| You shouldn’t eat anything but fresh meat
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| Fresh meat
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| Fresh meat
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| Fresh meat
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| I’m a walking weapon and a shot gun shag and
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| I’m a butcher’s masterpiece
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| Dance bitch, trip the lights — fantastic
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| Split my skin, make me bleed
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| 'Cause I’m fresh meat and vintage Dior
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| Stealing from the rich and giving Gucci to the poor
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| I’ve got advice for you
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| I’ve got everything you need
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| You know if you wanna be thin
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| You shouldn’t eat anything but fresh meat
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| Fresh meat
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| Fresh meat
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| Fresh meat
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| Bake me, eat me, throw me up
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| Buy me, touch me, I’m a fuck-up
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| Entertain me, carve me up
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| Penetrate my heart
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| 'Cause I’m fresh meat and vintage Dior
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| Stealing from the rich and giving Gucci to the poor
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| I’ve got advice for you
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| I’ve got everything you need
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| You know if you wanna be thin
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| You shouldn’t eat anything but fresh meat
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| Fresh meat
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| Fresh meat
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| Fresh meat |