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Trish! Your broken heart's a piece of this
You hold it up, a vicious twist
I guess you're better than your love
You knew that, Easy as it was
Come on
Give me something special, something that I need
She makes a try, a simple lay-o
Gathered through the power sesho
So I do hear your words
Peel the skin away from my eyes
And look in She's all the things that you put away
So it's inside
They slip it in
I can hardly mix in
Without it all, your sin
Make the monkey crawl, my love
So you will let me know.
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Golden issues
Like you know
Sha too slow
Steel pulls in
You're just a rotter
LIke I showed you
Guess you're really
Like I told you
Black mar
Gonna carry you over
Dis more
Johnny Disenter
Dis belt
Sharper disenter
It's more
Show you the issue.
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I think you're stoned yeah
well I sniff with much shit
he keeps me tall with lies
of those less fortunate
I must exterminate
well lucky continue
win my lottery
my fingers need her back
he moves around her neck
she chokes her dying breath
and blows it in my face
her sticky druggy sticks
to my more waiting flesh
it doesn't number mine
for my last kiss to taste
for my last kiss to taste
but I know it is wrong
but I'm waiting to see
how very long
I can keep up the pace
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#2 Pencil inside me
And the lead is yards deep in my face
Lick your tongue
Flat on the glass lathe
Smell the smell, the big P of this
Roll your head, chop my blood in yours
Leech the pain they drove in us
Count on this: Call off the land, true
To be used, and then you call me yours
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crawling blue mice bore holes through my walls
you were the best thing in my life 'til now
heater moves, puts warmth in my heart
and stops without a word
mouth full of your face & truth
and I've been waiting for a man like you
I waited, seated, a year or two
your scowl was alone
you were in love
but you are in love
you were in... you are in...
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