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There is no bright relation, refry this shitty life |
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Can you find it? Can you feel it? Can you hide it? Can you fake it? |
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The promise of piss is here and I've dug the filthy dredge |
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Can you find it? Can you feel it? Can you hide it? Can you fake it? |
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There is no grace in waiting, there's only bastard baiting |
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Can you find it? Can you feel it? Can you hide it? Can you fake it? |
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Raped by father, were you hurt there? |
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Were you horny? |
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Were you horrified? |
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They were the first to rev up, they were the last to ride |
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Can you find it? Can you feel it? Can you hide it? Can you fake it? |
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Taken by a blood relation |
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Take that, love that |
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Given inches, given fortitude |
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Take that, love that |
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Crying eyes, a man of forty |
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Take that, love that |
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Taken back there, day to day |
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I feel extreme, amped up |
