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Ravaged. Scarred. |
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Book me in. Imperial suit. |
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Twenty hours, hell no! Make it a week. |
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A fashion deprivation. |
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A skin-flick fantasy. |
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The anesthesia won't help you now. |
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Slip it in. |
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(Chorus:) |
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Lashmarks. Cigarette burns. |
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Cumstains. Lipstick traces. |
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Rehab. Therapy. |
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I collapse. Breakdown. |
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Sexdrive. Transform. |
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Anti-lifeform. |
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Slip it in. |
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Now dig this; Supply ME! |
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A mouthful of absolutely NOTHING! |
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Now understand - I owe you nothing. |
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a tremble. |
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beads of sweat |
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well paid |
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Wash it off |
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Burrrn the evidence |
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What goes around comes around |
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It's in the works: |
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A cellular collapse |
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Burning human antidote |
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Condone it |
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Premote selfextinction |
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Shot.ripped.fucked. |
