| I fucked your girlfriend last night.
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| While you snored and drooled, I fucked your love.
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| She called me Daddy.
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| And I called her baby when I smacked her ass.
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| I called her sugar when I ate her alive till daylight.
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| And I slept with her all over me,
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| from forehead to ribcage I dripped her ass.
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| Sometimes I thought you might be spying,
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| living out some brash fantasy, but no.
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| You were knocked out.
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| But we were all knocked out you know.
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| In a way
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| I serve too many masters.
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| We didn’t know you’d break the bottle
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| that the magic came in to use those jagged shards
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| to cut our wrists and neck.
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| And you’d do it too, you’re that kind of dude.
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| But you wouldn’t know what you were doing
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| because I didn’t,
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| your girlfriend could have been a burn victim,
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| an amputee, a dead body.
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| But god damn I wanted to fuck.
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| I’m losing what’s left of my fucking mind,
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| I serve too many fucking masters.
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| (I told you. I told you motherfucker) |