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First you smile at Lord, I found you first |
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Liquefied inside you, but it hurts if I even see you |
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Make you smile, I look over and cry, I get by |
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But that's to bad you get stuck with all alone |
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Look at yourself you ain't no genius |
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You want to find, you won't find me |
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I'm coming home, but I |
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First you raining for, it can't be seen |
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Liquefied him more and more, fuck you bitch |
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To go and I go and I and |
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I don't know 'cause I'm sick and this ain't fun at all |
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But that's too bad, you get stuck with whores |
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Look at yourself, you ain't no genius |
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You want to fly, you won't find me |
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I'm coming home, I |
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But that's too bad, you get stuck with whores |
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Look at yourself, you ain't no genius |
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You want to find, you won't find me |
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I'm coming home, hurt |
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You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the cash flow |
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How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don't know |
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You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the cash flow |
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How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don't know |
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You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the cash flow |
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How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don't know |
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You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the cash flow |
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How the fuck you gonna tell me something |
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Your this close to fashion the, the cash flow |
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How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don't know |
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Your this close to fashion and the cash flow |
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How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don't know |
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Your this close to fashion and the cash flow |
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How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don't know |
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Your this close to fashion, the cash flow |
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How the fuck you gonna tell me something, tell me something |
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Say your prayers |
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But that's too bad you get stuck with all alone |
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Look at yourself you ain't no genius |
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You want to find, you won't find me |
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I'm coming home, but I |
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But that's too bad, you get stuck with whores |
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Look at yourself, you ain't no genius |
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You want to find, you won't find me |
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I'm coming home, hurt |
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[Incomprehensible] |
