| I’m the mold on your bread
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| The prayer bruise on your head
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| The pause in the joke
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| That makes you cry til you choke
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| As a lover I’m unsurpassed
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| But I come first and you go last
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| No rival comes above me
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| I will fuck you til you love me
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| The end is nigh
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| And so am I
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| I am free
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| To be there when you die
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| I’ll suck on your memories
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| Learn from your mistakes
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| Curate the nightmares
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| That keep you awake
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| I will text from upstairs
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| Just to say you’re pretty
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| May you live to see
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| My love turn to pity
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| I hate when you cry
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| So dry your eyes
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| I am free
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| To be there when you die
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| I will eat the sins
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| Pressed into your flesh
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| I will empty and embalm
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| I will bathe and bless
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| Just upload your heartache
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| Onto my soft drive
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| We will live forever
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| The singularity has arrived
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| It’s do or die
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| The planet’s gonna fry
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| But when you say goodbye
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| It will still be there when you die
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| I must admit my life’s been
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| One long bad decision
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| But my jail cell’s been
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| Carved out with precision
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| So spare me the bedside manner
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| Who says a tumor is subtle
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| My kingdom for a hammer |
| To deliver my rebuttal
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| Some will say I deserve this
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| And ain’t karma a bitch
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| I’m a drag on the system
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| Why not make room for the rich
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| Christians will avert their eyes
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| And pray to heaven above
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| I say, sweet Jesus
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| I’ll take Medicaid over your love
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| I don’t know why
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| I even try
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| But I’m the only one
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| Who will still be there when you die
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| I know I disgust you
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| I’ve discussed you in detail
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| With my advisors
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| They call me the the last great American whale
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| But how thin the veil
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| Between loneliness and being alone
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| I will shuck you like an oyster
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| I will break your fucking bones
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| Let’s just skip the plot
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| Slash the Gordian knot
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| If you had a body
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| I say let’s step outside
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| If I had the courage
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| I’d bury myself alive
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| I may not live forever
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| But you I will survive
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| I’m so free
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| The end is nigh
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| I swear I’ll be
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| There when you die
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| Like a turd on a wire
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| With less mercy than desire
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| This nation’s tried in its way
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| To be free
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| To be there when I die
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| Oh when I die
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| I will not die
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| I will not die
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| With you
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| I will not die |