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Bugs, You got them bugs, |
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On you, I see them bugs, |
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Mike Stipe, |
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Now he has bugs, |
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Don't want, |
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No goddamn bugs, |
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Kill. Death |
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March. <i>[x2] |
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Whore, You painted whore, |
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No love, Ain't got no more, |
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So sad to see you go, |
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You whore, |
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I loved you so, |
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I tried. Mommy, |
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Daddy. Woah! |
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Yeah! Fire! |
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Fire! Woah! |
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Yeah! Fire! |
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HIGHER!! I stand alone, |
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I stand alone, |
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You don't know what |
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I face. <i>[x2] |
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NO LOVE, N |
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O HOPE. <i>[x2] |
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Inside you... |
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Inside me...<i>[x2] |
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The sky is black, |
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The fire is coming down. <i>[x2] |
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Inside you... |
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Inside me...<i>[x2] |
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The sky is black, |
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The fire is coming down. <i>[x2] |
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Someday you'll get it... |
