| You smell like last night’s debate
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| But in a pig like appearance faint
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| I wrapped the body as it rots in cellophane
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| Like adult degrees a dirty thing
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| You’re the aphid
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| And I’m a learner, return her
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| Cause you got overzealous, we had to knock you down
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| Ever since the accident, ever since the turn
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| Outside is the radio, the car is overturned
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| The lemon lips lick, laugh, and look that way
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| To sip a blood-diluted alcohol
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| Oh and I can’t wait to get you home
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| You better answer me when I get you home
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| Cause you got overzealous, we had to knock you down
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| Picture blinds are closing, picture curtains fall
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| You’ve been water in these stories
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| But one day you’ll comply
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| And I won’t be around
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| And I won’t equalize
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| And I won’t shield the glare
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| When your heart’s ripped out
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| I won’t be around
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| It pays to be informed |