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There's a villain in my head |
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And he's giving me shocks |
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Save me from me, save me from me |
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His name is leather mcwhip |
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And he needs to be stopped |
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Fly above me, fly above my roam |
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Fly above me, fly above me |
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Well I never had much of a lovely goal |
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Leave me halving, halving ever |
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It's like my mind's been touched |
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Though I never was born |
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Please deform me, please deform me |
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Let me out |
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Of my head |
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In my bed |
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It's a lovely leather brown poison |
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No more shine |
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With the frame |
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Of a brain |
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It's a lovely leather brown poison |
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It's pencil rot! |
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He catered to |
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The second and weakness of |
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Everybody had a second love |
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That make you want to come on |
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Thought my mind was a spinner and |
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It never was down |
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I swayed around the kids and found my head in love and tried to phone home |
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She saved me, saved me |
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Saved me, saved me |
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I'm here to sing a song |
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A song about privilege |
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The spikes you put on your feet |
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When you were crawling |
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And dancing to the top of a |
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Human shit pile, shit pile |
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Somehow you managed to halucinate |
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Something that was on all of their minds |
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All of their minds |
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And other people see themselves |
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In you and i can see them |
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In you to |
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In my head, there's a bed |
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It's all made. |
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It's a lovely leather bound poison |
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No more ghosts |
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When the most |
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I was wrong |
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Was a kitchen's on |
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Leather bound poison |
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Get your brown poison |
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Get your brown poison |
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It's Pencil Rot! |
