| I just wanna be pretty braindead!
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| I just wanna be pretty braindead!
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| I just wanna be pretty braindead!
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| I just wanna be… PRETTY BRAINDEAD!
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| I just wanna be pretty braindead!
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| I just wanna be pretty braindead!
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| I just wanna be pretty braindead!
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| I just wanna be… PRETTY BRAINDEAD!
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| You lock me out, you lock me in
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| You smoke my soul and I can’t win
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| It’s over now before it begins
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| You suck the salt to cleanse your sins
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| If I can’t speak about the things
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| That make me sad then I am weak
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| But I’m not strong either
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| I’m just a kid with a cold pretendin' it’s a fever
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| I just wanna be pretty braindead!
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| I just wanna be pretty braindead!
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| I just wanna be pretty braindead!
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| I just wanna be… PRETTY BRAINDEAD!
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| The mystery is not that hard
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| When you can read between the bars
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| Tongue trips over your fickle cheek
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| With the lies you tell and the shit you speak
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| I think you should clean your teeth
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| With guilty truths and liars bleach
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| Adjustin' the lighting
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| So I can’t see the scars on your face fuckin' hidin'
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| They find it hard to love you
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| No matter what they say
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| They’re tryna get above you
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| While laughin' in your face
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| They find it hard to love you
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| No matter what they say
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| They’re tryna get above you
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| While laughin' in your face
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| I just wanna be pretty braindead!
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| I just wanna be pretty braindead!
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| I just wanna be pretty braindead!
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| I just wanna be… PRETTY BRAINDEAD!
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| I just wanna be pretty braindead!
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| I just wanna be pretty braindead!
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| I just wanna be pretty braindead!
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| I just wanna be… PRETTY BRAINDEAD! |