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Well, i lived with one |
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Well, i lived with one, i lived with two, |
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I even lived with a third |
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I wanna tell you about number one |
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He was a miserable shitwringing turd |
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Like he reminded me of some evil gnome |
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Shakin hands was like shakin a hot, fat, oily bone |
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Holdin on for far too long |
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Yes he took me in, he took me in |
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He said that i looked pale and thin |
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I told him he looked fat |
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His lips were red and lickin wet |
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His house was roastin hot |
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In fact it was a fuckin slum |
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Scum! scum! |
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Well then he hooked up with some slut from the same game |
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Black snow! black snow! |
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Cocksuckstress, and i should know |
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Mean and vicious, her microphone always smelled suspicious |
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His and herpes bath towel type |
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If you know what i mean |
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I could not look at him, worm |
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He'd be takin a shower and who should walk in |
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He was the epitome of their type |
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Her middle name was welcome, his was wipe |
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Scum! scum! |
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Well you're on the shit list |
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Thrust and twist, twist and screw |
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You gave me a bad review |
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And maybe you think that it's all just water under the bridge |
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Well my unfriend, i'm the type that holds a grudge |
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I'm your creator |
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I think you fuckin traitor, chronic masturbator, |
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Shitlicker, user, self-abuser, jigger jigger! |
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What rock did you crawl from? |
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Which ..... did you come? |
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You judas, brutus, vitus, scum! |
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Hey four-eyes, come |
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That's right, it's a gun |
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Face is bubble, blood, and ...... street |
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Snowman with six holes clean into his fat fuckin guts |
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Psychotic drama mounts |
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Guts well deep then a spring is fount (?) |
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I unload into his eyes |
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Blood springs |
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Dead snow |
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Blue skies |
