| I’m sick of you and your embrace
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| I want you dead from your disgrace
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| Boredom waits and Boredom gets
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| And boredom breeds what you reject
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| No more — I can’t taste this sore
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| No more — We can’t…. |
| more
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| I can’t move 'cause I can’t hold up
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| And I get sick 'cause you won’t shut up
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| The thought of you makes me wanna throw up
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| Because of you I won’t grow up
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| Now I wanna throw up on you
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| Now I wanna throw up on you
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| Now I wanna throw up on you
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| Now I wanna throw up on you
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| Bless your wounds and bless your state
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| Slashing through our future dates — NO!
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| Bless your greed and kill the poor
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| Feed your head til it ignores
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| Bleed your faith and bleed your cures
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| Bleed yourself into your graves
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| Only to be a fucking slave suck yourself
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| Until you’re laid
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| No More — I can’t take no more
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| We Were — I can’t take this whore
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| I can’t move cause I can’t put up
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| I get sick when I can’t grow up
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| The thought of you makes me wanna throw up
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| Because I’m dead and I won’t live up
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| Now I wanna throw up on you
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| Now I wanna throw up on you
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| Now I wanna throw up on you
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| Now I wanna throw up on you
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| No more lies for me and you
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| No more lies in our own place
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| We can die in airplanes
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| We can die now let’s fight
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| I get sick when I can’t hold up
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| I can’t move cause you won’t shut up
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| The thought of you makes me wanna throw up
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| Because of you I will never grow up
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| Now I wanna throw up on you
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| Now I wanna throw up on you
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| Now I wanna throw up on you
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| Now I wanna throw up on you |