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Placebo from the Garden of Eden |
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Rub it on bone, watch the skin grow |
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Blissful cocktail makes a god from heathens |
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Changing your life to a perfect glow |
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Tie a knot and hang it up high |
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Your battered corpse is bitter and sore |
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Our lethal nectar will distort your body |
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We'll make you better than God did before |
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Excess into muscle |
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Jesus pill binge |
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Water into wine |
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Devil in a syringe |
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You will obey me |
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You will become me |
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We will control you |
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Time for your medicine baby |
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Oh child of Balem, I hear you wailing |
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Your love muscle refuses to grow |
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When nature fails, reach for the elixir |
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Boldly rush where angels won't go |
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Bound up, perfected, five inches, inflated |
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You'll be an overnight extrovert |
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Pattern the body, beauty by numbers |
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Breathe in tight, this is going to hurt |
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Excess into muscle |
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Jesus pill binge |
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Water into wine |
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Devil in a syringe |
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You will obey me |
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You will become me |
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We will control you |
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Time for your medicine baby |
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You don't get it |
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You just don't get it |
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Suckling frenzy at rubber breast |
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Beheaded, busted, a doll, infect |
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Salty lotion, rubbed in open scratch |
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Removes hair and all self respect |
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You need it, trust me, you need it |
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Inject potion, peel back your face |
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Lacerate on your armor inflict |
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Uncut beauty underlines grotesque |
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You will obey me |
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You will become me |
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We will control you |
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Time for your medicine baby |