I wanted to be like Obama
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And I'm as empty as a hut
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The canisters full of thoughts went down the drain, cliche
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I have a shortage of a full tank
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Yes Yes Yes
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I have a shortage of a full tank
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Yes Yes Yes
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This is how the world ends
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Swine jog, anyhow
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Yes Yes Yes Yes
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This is how the world ends
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Swine jog, anyhow
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Yes Yes
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I look in the mirror and there's a rag there
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Eyes like two holes pissed in snow
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Calves pale in slippers, like after some mega run
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I turn off the tap, it's time to change
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The disc fell like a dog's mouth
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The disc fell like a dog's mouth
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The disc fell like a dog's mouth
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His disc fell like a dog's mouth
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Bul, bul, bul, byl
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But you're fucked up
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But you're fucked up
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But you're fucked up
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But you're fucked up
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Everything in slow-mo
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Like porn, porn in slow-mo
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Everything in slow-mo
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Like porn, porn in slow-mo
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Someone has fucked up my heart not so long ago
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I thought I would not get up, I would not collect myself anymore
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A friend saved me by feeding me an Emdick
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For despair, for heart outbursts, it did not help
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But there is a colorful rainbow in the head
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The colors are changing, so cool
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And multiple orgasms in the bathtub
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I have such a great extra drum in my head
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What turns, sets fire, presses, reaches with fire
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Loosen your pants Maria and stop racing
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Now just great, extra, total, mega, giga
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But you're fucked up
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But you're fucked up
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It is not true
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It is not true
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Path, snowball, not for Peszek
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A healthy path for me
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Because I'm terribly afraid of the ambulance
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And this pain is also constantly swirling
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It's not a cockfight
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These are pigeon fights
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Spin, sweep the powder for oblivion
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But you're fucked up
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But you're fucked up
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Three and four days of oxi, methamphetamine
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Three and four days of oxi, methamphetamine
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The disc fell like a dog's mouth
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The disk fell like a dog's mouth (Spin it, sweep the powder for oblivion)
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The disk fell like a dog's mouth (Spin it, sweep the powder for oblivion)
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But you're fucked up
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But you're fucked up
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Three and four days of oxi, methamphetamine
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Three and four days of oxi, methamphetamine
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The disc fell like a dog's mouth
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The disc fell like a dog's mouth
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When it comes to drugs, I'm a real coward
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I can only sniff at the chicken
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Path, snowball, not for Peszek
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A healthy path for me
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Because I'm terribly afraid of the ambulance
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I just wanted to see what it would be like
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Besides, everything else ended temporarily
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The disc fell like a dog's mouth
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The disc fell like a dog's mouth
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The disc fell like a dog's mouth
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But you're fucked up
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But you're fucked up
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But you're fucked up
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But you're fucked up
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I have a radio drama in my head
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What do you need this for, what do you need this for
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Why do you need all this
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I'm walking down the street, the billboards are screaming:
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«You can be whoever you want»
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It is not true
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The disc fell like a dog's mouth
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The disc fell like a dog's mouth
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The disc fell like a dog's mouth
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The disc fell like a dog's mouth
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The disc fell like a dog's mouth
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The disc fell like a dog's mouth |