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"I've got my hands up her dress and it means nothing. It's not about love, it's not even about sex. this time it feels like i've got control. at this time tomorrow i'll be able to look back and call her a slut. We wondering who could fuck her first, another point for me. I know my friends will be so proud of me. Just between friends. How come they want to separate? They've got all the rights that me and my buddy's do. You talk about degradation. You stupid bitches havn't got a clue. We were wondering who would fuck her first. Another point for me. I know my friends will be so proud of me. Just between friends...." |
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When someone thinks like this and the attitude speards our dream is dead. |
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*just to clear this song up for people who don't speak english very well, this song is sung from the perspective of a "total shithead" (re: perhaps "misguided-ed young man") except for the part not in quotations. |