| Guilt is a snake we beat with a rake
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| To grow in our kitchen in the pies we bake
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| Feed it to us to squirm in our bellies
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| Twisting our guts make our spines to jelly
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| Stay, don’t want to go now
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| Drove the children from their chores
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| Handcrafted housewives into whores
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| Fear of the beast is calling it near
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| Creating what we’re hating, it’s only fear that is here
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| Stay, don’t want to go now
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| Come into our home, won’t you stay?
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| I know the steak is cold but it’s wrapped in plastic
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| Come into our home, won’t you stay?
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| I know the steak is cold but it’s wrapped in plastic
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| I’m only as deep as the self that I dig
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| I’m only as sick as the stick in the pig
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| Thin and so white, thin and so white
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| Daddy tells the daughter
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| While mommy’s sleeping at night
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| To wash away sin you must take off your skin
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| The righteous father wears the yellowest grin
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| Don’t wanna go now
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| Stay, don’t wanna go now, stay, don’t wanna go now
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| Come into our home, won’t you stay?
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| I know the steak is cold but it’s wrapped in plastic |