| Ever creepy creep me out quiet soft pitch scratchy throat
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| Sore bubble 'cross the eye balls of token alibis
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| Say digger dig me then throw it out in time to gain
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| All the picture water sport aim the game to get no shot
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| Rich vine land party spot all them kids so fucked up
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| As if the problem looks alive with each virtual compromise
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| Dead head auction auction muscle every thing that lives
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| Dark this heavy past tension over talking
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| Feeding egos radius dark this matter heavy past
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| Tension over talking trash pubic public pimp the name divine
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| The only pissing game working on to undermine
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| Only one to one two blind hooking up its wired set the bomb
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| Depress the audience looker woofer hookah smoke
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| Breathe in feed on spit it out inner vision inside dope
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| Latest software antidote creepy creepy creep me out
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| Quiet soft pitch scratchy throat 'cross the bubble 'cross the eye
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| Dark this heavy past tension over talking
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| Eye balls of token alibis
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| Say digger dig me then throw it out in time to gain
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| All the picture water sport aim the game to get no shot
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| Rich vine land party spot all them kids so fucked up
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| She dies and wonder if I could not see them
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| It dies — I know that I can make believe them
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| It dies — I wonder if I will still see them
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| It dies — I know I won’t live much longer
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| Someone spare me
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| Please, someone spare me
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| Somebody kill me
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| No time to break off
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| Make no mistake!
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| Dark this heavy past tension over talking
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| I wish I wouldn’t live in newspapers
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| Dark this heavy past tension over talking |