| You cut off all of your fingers
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| Trade them in for dollar bills
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| Cake on some more make-up to
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| Cover up all those lines
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| Wake up and stop shaking
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| Cuz you’re just wasting time
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| Don’t you want some of this?
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| Don’t you need some of this?
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| You take but cannot be given
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| You ride but cannot be ridden
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| Pinch this tiny heart of mine
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| Wrap it up in soiled twine
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| You never read what you’ve written
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| I’ll be your lover, i’ll be forever
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| I’ll be tomorrow, i am anything when i’m high
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| I’ll be your lover, i’ll be forever
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| I’ll be tomorrow, i am anything when i’m high
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| Don’t you want some of this?
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| Don’t you need some of this?
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| Don’t you want some of this?
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| Don’t you need some of this?
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| You shove your hair down my throat
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| I feel your fingers in me
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| Tear this bitter fruit to mess
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| And wrap it in your soiled dress
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| Now you must spit out the seeds
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| I’ll be your lover, i’ll be forever
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| I’ll be tomorrow, i am anything when i’m high
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| I’ll be your lover, i’ll be forever
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| I’ll be tomorrow, i am anything when i’m high
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| Anything when i’m high
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| Anything when i’m high
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| I’ll be your lover, i’ll be forever
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| I’ll be tomorrow, i am anything when i’m high
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| I’ll be your lover, i’ll be forever
|
| I’ll be tomorrow, i am anything when i’m high
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| Anything when i’m high
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| All dried up and tied up. |
| forever
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| All f*cked up and dead to the world…
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| All dried up and tied up. |
| forever
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| All f*cked up and dead to the world…
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| All dried up and tied up. |
| forever
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| All f*cked up and dead to the world…
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| All dried up and tied up. |
| forever
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| All f*cked up and dead to the world… |