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"she's clenching her breasts to make 'em look bigger |
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but i don't care i'm happy just to be here |
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inside her confiding biding our time |
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with one eye on the future |
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and the other on that thing that she's doin |
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we've only just begun and me left-handed |
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you fresh off the farm smelling of buttercups and ancient lace |
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lets bop till we drop then drag ourselves to denny's for the midnight menu |
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we've only just begun this vegetarian pact |
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this life without cigarettes |
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maybe tonight we'll smoke the pavement for old times sake |
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maybe tomorrow i'll get a job" |
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you can be my god |
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psychoreality |
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i am the undecided one |
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are you the force that you deny? |
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melting under the boiling sun |
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you can be my god |
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psychoreality |
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are you the freak who's life was missed |
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watching the crispy bacon test |
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dig down in everyone's lie you are |
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you can be my god |
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psychoreality |
