| I conquered my own childhood silence and now the world is my lit confessional
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| marquee,
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| but it’d take a busload of high school soccer girls to wash those hospitals off
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| me
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| Oh, am I clean?
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| Nineteen.
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| They said sex will keep you young and make you older at the same time,
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| They said sex will have left you aged normally,
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| And so I guess it’s sorta like smoking and walking at the same time
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| In that it will have left you aged normally
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| Oh, am I clean?
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| Lord, please, why me?
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| I wish I could feel close to somebody but I don’t feel nothing.
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| Now they say I need to quit doing all this random ffff-
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| Now I think my upstairs neighbor hears me masturbating,
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| And there’s other one’s peeping through the slits in my curtains
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| And I never got a name for my shady compulsion
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| 'Cause i messed up and kissed my shrink in a jersey city hotel room.
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| And I know saying all this in public should make me feel funny,
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| But ya gotta yell something out you’d never tell nobody.
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| We found the dead fox, and a dozen matchbox cars, when we cut back the hedges
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| on Cortelyou place,
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| How many got lost left so long they grew moss 'cause they recoiled into the
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| shadows of my embrace?
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| We found the dead fox, and a dozen matchbox cars
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| When we cut back the hedges on cortelyou place,
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| How many got lost left so long they grew moss 'cause they recoiled into the
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| shadows of my embrace?
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| Oh, am I clean?
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| Lord, please, why me? |