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I like with a gun |
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The way you shine |
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Silver barrel in the sun |
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It's no wonder I sleep underground |
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'Cos I just want to |
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I just want to be around |
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I'll kick your sister's ass |
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I'm going to take your brother's face and smash it in the grass |
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It's no wonder I am spiral-bound |
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'Cos I just want to |
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I just want to be around |
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Every day when I feel this way |
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I need somebody to say, "It's okay" |
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Shoot some holes in my crow-black sky |
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Saying, "Life doesn't really half-suck most of the time" |
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This is a tale of dynamite |
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Like those two ships that blew up in the night |
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It's no wonder I'm that sinking sound |
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'Cos I just want to |
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I just want to be around |
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I like you with a gun |
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I'm so loaded |
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Chamber's spinning 'round |
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But I just want to |
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I just want to be around |
