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I was numb, I was frozen |
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Then I saw you and my blood started flowing |
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I was tired and heartbroken |
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Then I saw you and I shattered open |
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But you don't want none of my sugar |
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You just want that skanky snatch, no offense to her |
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You don't want none of my sugar |
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You just want that little slit, nothing against her |
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But you are my next victim |
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My next requiem |
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My next anti-numb |
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You will become my next victim |
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My next requeim |
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My next anti-numb |
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You will become my next victim |
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My next requiem |
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My next anti-numb |
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Oh, you will, will become... |
