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I could be a smack freak and hate society |
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I could hate God and blame Dad |
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I might be in a Holocaust, hate Hitler |
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Might not have a child and hate school |
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I could be a sad lover and hate death |
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I could be a neuro and hate sweat |
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No, I hate my way |
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I make you into a song |
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I can't rise above the church |
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I'm caught in a jungle |
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Vines tangle my hands |
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And I'm always so hot and it's hot in here |
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I say it's alright |
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My pillows screams too |
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But so does my kitchen |
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And water and my shoes and the road |
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I have a gun in my head,I'm invisible |
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I can't find the ice |
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A slug,I'm TV,I hate |
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A boy,he was tangled in his bike forever |
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A girl was missing two fingers |
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Gerry Ann was confused |
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Mr. Huberty had a gun in his head |
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So I sit up late in the morning |
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And ask myself again |
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How do they kill children |
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And why do I wanna die |
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They can no longer move |
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I can no longer be still |
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I hate my way |