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There's a baby |
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In a meat slicer |
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On the kitchen table, half done up |
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Quite low |
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Broken Madonna |
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Decaying, cracked |
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On my toilet cover |
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Go, go, go, go |
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There's a horrid duration |
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With an appetite that will never cease |
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Quite low |
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Bliss you drink it |
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Desecrated evermore |
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Said oh oh oh oh |
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The hungry end |
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Is waiting for your momma |
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In a flash, she loses it |
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That which soothes the hungry end |
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Your place in oblivion is secure |
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And you're gone you kiss the damned |
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And you feel the hungry end |
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Is waiting for your life |
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And you're losing it |
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That which soothes |
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Feel it Wish |
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I could love you more |
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Feel it all |
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Never feel like |
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I did before |
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And oh oh oh oh |
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The hungry end |
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Is waiting for your momma |
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In a flash, she loses it |
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That which soothes the hungry end |
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Your place in oblivion is secure |
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And you're gone you kiss the damned |
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And you soothe the hungry end |
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Go With an appetite that will never cease |
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Quite low |
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Bliss you drink it |
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Desecrated evermore |
