| This is Kurt
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| It's Kurt bitch
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| Dulling the pain, dulling the pain
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| Smoke and alcohol, smoke and alcohol
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| Dulling the pain, dulling the pain
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| I sleep again with the wrong one, I sleep again with the wrong one
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| Dulling the pain, dulling the pain
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| Smoke and alcohol, smoke and alcohol
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| Dulling the pain, dulling the pain
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| I sleep again with the wrong one, I sleep again with the wrong one
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| Is the slipper a domino?  | 
| Language, water, cinema
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| Cutting a couple of tons, yes.  | 
| Matures pon
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| Blunts and a balcony are coming soon, bow to all the motherfuckers
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| I go to the bottom to break into your house
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| Yes?!  | 
| Do you know vice?  | 
| Yes, remember woodstock
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| All my stuff on the table, hourglass time
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| Fashion believes only in God, but what is the road?
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| Lost thoughts?  | 
| You are paranoid on the block
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| Dulling the pain, dulling the pain
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| Smoke and alcohol, smoke and alcohol
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| Dulling the pain, dulling the pain
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| I sleep again with the wrong one, I sleep again with the wrong one
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| Dulling the pain, dulling the pain
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| Smoke and alcohol, smoke and alcohol
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| Dulling the pain, dulling the pain
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| I sleep again with the wrong one, I sleep again with the wrong one
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| But you pedal, you are far and far away,
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| And now I'm at the bar, getting Molly drunk
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| Yes, beautiful creatures, the tongue is numb on the verge,
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| But some Rocky fires, I don't give a fuck - she knows!
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| Bitch, listen, my kitty to the restaurant, your skin to Kill Fish
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| I don't give a fuck, hear what you're fucking behind your back! |