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All hail fidgets |
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I've lost my tea |
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I cannot find it |
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It's lost as sea |
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Poured my soul out |
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He's got my spoon |
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Popped in his glass eye |
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Feel brand new |
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Oh Stockholm syndrome |
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Let's get a room |
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My sweetest torture |
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Don't die so soon |
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I lost my fortune |
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Buried my purse |
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You know you owe me |
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For what it's worth |
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Depend on nothing |
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My mother said |
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Cuz' all that loves you |
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Will shoot your dead |
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T-Tear those eyes out |
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They'll do no good |
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Sh-shut that red mouth |
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As mother should |
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Oh Stockholm syndrome |
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Let's get a room |
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My sweetest torture |
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Don't die so soon |
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I lost my fortune |
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Buried my purse |
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You know you owe me |
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For what it's worth |
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Oh mummy dearest |
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Where are you now? |
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He's got my eyeballs |
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He tore them out |
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And now I love him |
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I love him true |
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There's nothing left |
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For him to do *** |
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But kill me slowly |
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But kill me slowly |
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But kill me slowly. |
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But kill me off. |
