| I’ve been delivered, I’ve seen the light
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| We’ll fix your needs each day and night
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| I see you standing, now wait in line
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| Come turn my water into wine
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| He’ll shed a light and what a host
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| His shadow is your holy ghost
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| Drugzilla
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| Don’t make me wait
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| Drugzilla
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| While you masturbate
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| Drugzilla
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| It’s too little too late
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| You’ve got your eyes half open
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| And your ass on the plate
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| Five knuckle shuffle shift to fit
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| That little baby she’s mine to flip
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| He’ll nail a halo upon your head
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| Your predilections need
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| Your crucifixion’s dead
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| I’ve been rejected, I’ve been believed
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| This chemical violation leaves me
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| So deep in need
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| Drugzilla
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| Don’t make me wait
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| Drugzilla
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| While you masturbate
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| Drugzilla
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| It’s too little too late
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| You’ve got your eyes half open
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| And your ass on the plate
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| I suck it up, all the things that you need
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| I take it in, I leave you broken bruised and deceived
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| I suck it up, all the things that you need
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| I take it in, I leave you broken bruised and deceived
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| Drugzilla
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| Don’t make me wait
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| Drugzilla
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| While you masturbate
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| Drugzilla
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| It’s too little too late
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| You’ve got your eyes half open
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| And your ass on the plate
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| Five-knuckle shuffle shift to fit
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| Little Drugzilla ripe to hit |