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First clear your throat |
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Then wipe your mouth |
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Now take a breath girl |
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And say the first thing that comes into your head |
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Claw my arms |
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And bite my lip |
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And don't forget to take a breath girl |
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Just say the first thing that comes into your head |
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Just say the first thing that comes into your head |
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Give all the blood to your skill |
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And tweak your neck and it's sure your body isn't wearing thin |
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You speak in tongues girl and now gather your composure to let the blood lead the win |
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What comes next is a vice |
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Softly spoken words never felt so comforting |
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As we let the world |
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Divide our mind |
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Divide our binds |
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Divide our minds |
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Your act surprised |
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Just say the first thing that comes into your head |
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Just say the first thing that comes into your head |
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Just say the first thing that comes into your head |
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Just say the first thing that comes |