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you're not telling what you feel |
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you're just say you can't deal |
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you're just lying like a peel |
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you're just saying it ain't real |
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mum told you |
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and I'll tell you |
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you better pick it up |
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you left your room |
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I'm not telling you what or feel |
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I'm just saying I can't deal |
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you're just lying like a peel |
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I'm just saying you ain't real |
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your mum told you |
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and I'll tell you |
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you better straighten up |
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it's such mess inside |
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you're so hot |
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you're bad |
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you're tangled |
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television pants shock gello price phone bill fax paper |
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cranberry juice dirty sock cd's tapes highschool yearbook |
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comb and all those let ups |
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your mum told you |
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and I'll tell you |
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if I make you cry |
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I'll poke your eye |
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I'll tear you limb for limb |
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lying in your room |
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what we said is true |
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and as such were through |
