| Do you know how I feel when I’m alive?
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| It’s kinda like you giving me sex
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| And you know no one gives me sex
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| (We like to bump… hey we like to bump)
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| (We like to bump… hey we like to bump)
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| Hear the breath of death
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| And hear the breath of death
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| Called what you are baby
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| Doesn’t mean I love ya
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| It just means it’s what we are
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| Remember (we like to bump… hey we like to bump)
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| Something that someone said to you
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| When you lived in your house
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| And opened the front door
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| (We like to bump… hey we like to bump)
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| Called slightly before but I love ya
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| (We like to bump… hey we like to bump)
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| Called me being with ya
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| It’s called me being with you
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| (We like to bump… hey we like to bump)
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| And how inept can you be when you’re making love
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| (We like to bump… hey we like to bump)
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| Read the magazines baby
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| They tell ya what you gotta do and they say what I gotta do
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| (We like to bump… hey we like to bump)
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| You know what I feel about that?
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| (We like to bump… hey we like to bump)
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| I feel you’re a kinda co-conspirator in this world
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| (We like to bump… hey we like to bump)
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| Or could it be a rival
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| Arrival
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| And as I arrive
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| I feel you getting wet inside you
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| But I don’t know why I find you so appealing
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| 'Cause you make me feel like I don’t exist
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| I’m so… small
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| (Mental illness is the road to freedom)
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| (Mental illness is the road to freedom)
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| (Mental illness is the road to freedom)
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| (We like to bump… hey we like to bump)
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| (We like to bump… hey we like to bump)
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| (Mental illness is the road to freedom) |