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I used to see you every day |
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Used to see you every day |
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I danced around your folk and soul |
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I danced to all your ****ing soul |
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I left you with your nose a bleedin |
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And your toes creepin' around |
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Ahhh so mindane and incomplete |
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Hand me down my pants and get me off this street |
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I'm passed out in your graden, |
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I'm in I can't get off so soft |
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I'd pop myself in your body, |
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I'd come into your party but I'm soft |
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Behind the fringe of a whiskey high |
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Mutilating cat like eyes, |
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And in your nose blood decadence |
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You try to drag me into your bohemian dancing |
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You paint my fingers and you paint my toes, |
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You let you perfect nipple show |
