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It seems that this it |
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the way you show your ugly mouth when I don't kiss it |
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You say your finally throwing me out |
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But what would you do without your favorite bag of trash? |
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It seems ideal for us to just accept that were separate parts |
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in this performance pretending that we hear each others hearts |
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But all I hear is 24 beers and a crash |
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Now I'm in meant to off the road |
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See how much of my hair is gone |
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cause I've been pulling em out 1 by 1 you see |
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It seems immoral for us to drag our knives down a gravel road |
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and then impossible for me to pay you everything you were owed |
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so won't you pierce my head with the massive hole |
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If you don't do it |
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you know I'll stay alive for evermore |
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american gothic, a man, a pitchfork, and his whore |
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Now I'm been meant to off the road |
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See how much of my hair is gone |
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cause I've been pulling em out 1 by 1 you see |
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So help me help see give me a hand |
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Damn the boy and damn the band |
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Make me a miracle, walk me fast to sea |
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now I've been meant to offer up (I'm not a machine I'm not a machine) |
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see much of my hair is gone (I'm not a machine I'm not a machine) |
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cause I've been pulling em out 1 by 1 you see (I'm not a machine I'm not a machine) |
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so help help me see give me hand (I'm a machine I'm a machine) |
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damn the boy and damn the band (I'm a machine I'm a machine) |
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make me a miracle, walk me fast to sea (I'm not a machine I'm not a machine) |
