| I, I wouldn’t care
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| If I ran out of air
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| 'Cause I don’t feel pleasure
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| This mess is worse than the
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| Blood on my Margielas
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| I won’t feel better
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| You know I’ll go
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| I’m so cold, have no home
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| Oh, I’m so cold
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| Have no home, nowhere to go
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| Oh
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| Feel like velvet, feel like velvet
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| I, I need a way
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| For you to take me away
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| And you don’t care about a thing
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| So you can make the same mistakes
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| Over, and over, and over
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| 'Cause I don’t feel pleasure
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| This mess is worse than the
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| Blood on my Margielas
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| I won’t feel better
|
| You know I’ll go
|
| I’m so cold, have no home
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| 'Cause I don’t feel pleasure
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| This mess is worse than the
|
| Blood on my Margielas
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| I won’t feel better
|
| You know I’ll go
|
| I’m so cold, have no home
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| Oh, I’m so cold
|
| Have no home, nowhere to go
|
| Oh
|
| Feel like velvet, feel like velvet
|
| I, I wouldn’t care
|
| If I ran out of air
|
| Oh, I’m so cold
|
| Have no home, nowhere to go
|
| Oh
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| Feel like velvet, feel like velvet
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| I, I wouldn’t care, oh
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| If I ran out of air, oh
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| 'Cause I don’t feel pleasure
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| This mess is worse than the
|
| Blood on my Margielas
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| I won’t feel better
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| You know I’ll go
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| I’m so cold, have no home |