| I’m on my bullshit again
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| Wake me up before you get in bed
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| Little kisses on my eyes
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| You are such a waste of time
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| Like mosquitos in the night
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| Suckin' more blood just to stay alive
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| Before we know, six feet under
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| Why’d I let you over?
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| If life could give me reasons or give me better friends
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| A little self control could get you out of my head
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| Another stupid Sunday, traded god for sex
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| A little self control could get me out of your bed
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| A little self control
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| I would sell my soul
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| A little self control
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| Should I just let go, so I could crash and explode?
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| Runnin' around like a headless chicken
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| Brains all fried but my nerves still kickin'
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| Swallow your spit like I’m swallowing glass
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| You cum so quick, why you cum so fast?
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| Brand new ride but the high don’t last
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| Brand new clothes but I feel like trash
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| Procrastination, I’m complacent
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| If life could give me reasons or give me better friends
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| A little self control could get you out of my head
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| Another stupid Sunday, traded god for sex
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| A little self control could get me out of your bed
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| A little self control
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| I would sell my soul
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| A little self control
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| Should I just let go, so I could crash and explode?
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| A little self control
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| I would sell my soul
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| A little self control
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| Should I just let go, so I could crash and explode?
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| A little self control… |