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The shit has hit the fan, |
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but I still do the best I can |
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Squares can roll, |
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and circles crack with time |
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Snap to attention like the queen of deception, you vet |
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I need a coma |
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Try and you try and you try, to forget |
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Somewhere, somehow, you must have known you'd be evil |
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You don't care, you're still in love |
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But maybe if I punch you in the face, |
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You'll know this is real |
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But this is not the time or the place, |
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Could care less how you feel |
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Your sex is cylinder, |
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lucky for me it's the same with her |
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Those chromosomes were stoned if not asleep |
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Snap to attention like the queen of deception, you vet |
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I need a coma |
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Try and you try and you try, to forget |
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Somewhere, somehow, you must have known you'd be evil |
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You don't care, you're still in love |
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But maybe if I punch you in the face, |
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You'll know this is real |
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But this is not the time or the place, |
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Could care less how you feel |
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Could care less how this feels |
