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Just like your father |
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Just like your mother |
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What sort of example do you think you're setting? |
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Do you talk that way to your sister? |
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Does cunt talk that way to your sister? |
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So why'd you say that? |
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You know you can't get away with that |
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You know what's coming to you now, don't you? |
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Coming to cunt |
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I just can't believe you did that |
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You cunt, you fucking cunt |
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Who do you think you are? |
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Who the hell do you think you are? |
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Who the fuck do you think you are? |
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You stupid fucking cunt |
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Do you talk that way to your sister? |
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Would you talk that way to your momma? Eh? |
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Come on, cunt, do you talk that way to your momma? |
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Do you talk that way to your momma? |
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Didn't she teach you any manners? |
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Look at me and say you're sorry, cunt |
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Cunt says sorry |
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Cunt's gonna say sorry |
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You're nothing |
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Cunt's nothing |
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Zero |
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Just remind yourself |
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Remember you're fat |
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Remember you're stupid |
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Remember you're ugly |
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Just like your fucking mother |
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Just like your fucking father |
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Have you got a good view? |
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Fat, stupid and ugly |
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A fat, stupid, ugly cunt |
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Are you remembering that? |
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You fucking cunt |
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I really can't believe you did that |
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You vulgar, common, coarse piece of shit |
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Your hanging and sick wobbly meat flab |
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Flabby folds your flesh |
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You're a disgrace |
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You're a total disgrace |
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And where's your fucking decorum? |
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Yes, decorum, where is your fucking decorum? |
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Cunt's fucking decorum |
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You fucking cunt |
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Just like your fucking mother |
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And just like your fucking father |
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See that? |
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What's that over there? |
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Yes, cunt, that's a door |
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I just want you to look at the door |
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Now I'm a really positive person |
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But you don't know what can happen from day to day |
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As you think about it in your mind |
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If I walked out that fucking door |
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And the door closed |
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And as it closed |
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It slammed shut |
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And no matter what you did |
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No matter what you fucking did |
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You could not open the door |
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And you knew you could never look into my eyes again |
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Hear my voice again |
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Feel my touch again |
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You're right, you know |
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About that door |
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You really shouldn't think about it |
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A huge mistake to fucking think about |
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You don't have to think about the door |
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It makes you feel uncomfortable |
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Doesn't it? |
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I know it does |
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You don't have to feel like that |
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It's distressing |
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It's really distressing |
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A terrible think happened |
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My friend was stabbed in the street |
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By some drunk |
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Dead before he arrived at the hospital |
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Wouldn't it be terrible? |
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Think about it |
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Even if you could get that door opened |
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And you were to search |
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You could never find me again |
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You will never be able to see me again |
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You will never be able to hear my voice again |
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Feel my touch again |
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You'll never be able |
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All that fun we had together |
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The great times we had together |
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The coast |
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The night-time |
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The hotel |
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The journey home |
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Even if you were to open that door |
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You would search but you could never find |
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You're nothing |
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Cunt's nothing |
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Zero |
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Just remind yourself |
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Remember you're fat |
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Remember you're stupid |
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Remember you're ugly |
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Fat, stupid and ugly |
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Just remember that |
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And also remember life's tragedies |
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Think about them |
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I still think about it |
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You see that door? |
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You see that door? |
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You see that door? |
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You see that door? |
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Cunt, do you see that fucking door? |
