| Steel, slides under my skin
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| Ink, is not my only sin
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| Should i fit in
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| Would you think better of me
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| If my body’s got wounds in color
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| Watch me mother nature
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| Hey what ya looking at
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| Fear stuck on my back
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| Reflecting in your eyes
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| Let’s get scarified
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| Som' say i’m off the hook, but the hook i want
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| Du yu live by the book, well i really don’t
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| Oh people dont you freak out, lonely souls
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| I’m updating the tint on my body pimped, 'nothing at all
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| Veins, should web cut 'em loose
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| Pain, is my only muse
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| Should i begin cut a finger or two
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| Then my body’s got wounds in dolor
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| Watch me mother fucker
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| Som' say i’m off the hook, but the hook i want
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| Du yu live by the book, well i really don’t
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| Nobody hears me out, this is clinical
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| I’m updating the screams of my body pimped
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| 'My only call
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| Somebody hear me i am not a criminal
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| Somebody read me it’s getting' critical
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| Your education, your erudition
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| It’s Like the ink on me, it’s unalterable…
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| I’m updating the screams of my body pimped
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| 'My only call
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| XXX
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah, just get yourself together
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah, watch a little further
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| When i’m updating the tint on my body pimped
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| Watch better |