| Eat what you are while you’re falling apart
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| And it opened a can of worms
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| The gun’s in my hand and I know it looks bad
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| But believe me I’m innocent
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| I’m fearful I’m fearful I’m fearful of flying
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| And flying is fearful of me
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| I covered my eyes when she told me the news
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| Turning me on with my lightsabre cocksucking blues
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| Are you coming?
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| Are you coming?
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| Are you coming?
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| Are you coming?
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| Nicotine stained on account of her crutch
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| And I’m aching from fucking too much
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| I know what I do but it all points to you
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| Did you sell me to wanderlust?
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| I’m fearful I’m fearful I’m fearful of flying
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| And flying is fearful of me
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| I covered my eyes when she told me the news
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| Turning me on with my lightsabre cocksucking blues
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| Are you coming?
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| Are you coming?
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| Are you coming?
|
| Are you coming?
|
| Eat what you are while you’re falling apart
|
| And it opened a can of worms
|
| The gun’s in my hand and I know it looks bad
|
| But believe me I’m innocent
|
| I’m fearful I’m fearful I’m fearful of flying
|
| And flying is fearful of me
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| I covered my eyes when she told me the news
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| Turning me on with my lightsabre cocksucking blues |