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Talk about your feelings. |
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I'm goin pitch black. |
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Talk about my feelings. |
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I don't wanna, fuck that. |
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It don't believe me I mustn't whip that. |
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Soft as the pillow is, ship this shit back. |
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Stand up and notify the registry. |
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I'm buying a house in a shit storm economy. |
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Make love, I plagiarized the books I read. |
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My infinite wisdom, belligerent at lightning speed. |
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I'll go get the decider. |
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I'll be the center divider. |
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I could be more than just "Hey bro, listen." |
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I'll be claiming you flaggin. |
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I'll be braggin I'm admin. |
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I could fulfill the people's crave for pigskin. |
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(Who am I kidding?) |
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And I'm assuming that you're worth it. |
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You would never break my heart. |
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The way you're killing me is perfect. |
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Bleed me out and leave no scar. |
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(Who am I kidding?) |
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I got a feeling I deserve it. |
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Wanna hurt me? Baby, get in line. |
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The way you're killing me is perfect. |
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Stare until it makes me blind. |
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Prey on my spirit til you come alive. |
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Hydrate my fire 'til it smolders out. |
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Can't fight the feeling this is meaningless. |
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Who am I kidding I can't breathe without... |
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Oh, it's calling me. |
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I can't turn away. |
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Treat me like a slave. |
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I'll come willingly. |
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Oh, you're the reason I get out of bed. |
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Still can't fight the feeling this is meaningless. |
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Small world syndrome, I can hear your criticism, buh- buh- bouncing off the base of my buttons. |
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(Meaningless) |
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You bluffin. |
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I could go get the biggest brick so you could break in. |
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I could constrict the citizen to make a payment. |
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Talk about your feelings. |
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I'm goin pitch black. |
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Talk about my feelings. |
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I don't wanna, fuck that. |
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It don't believe me I mustn't whip that. |
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Soft as the pillow is, ship this shit back. |
|
(Who am I kidding?) |
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And I'm assuming that you're worth it. |
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You would never break my heart. |
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The way you're killing me is perfect. |
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Bleed me out and leave no scar. |
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(Who am I kidding?) |
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I got a feeling I deserve it. |
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Wanna hurt me? Baby, get in line. |
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The way you're killing me is perfect. |
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Stare until it makes me blind. |
