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Proper and thin as the letter 'I' |
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They coddled my precious mind |
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Told me I'd never die |
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That was a lie, that was a lie |
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The body is true because it dies |
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The body is true because it dies |
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Gazing at you, gazing at you |
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You're perfect like a statue |
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But more fine, more fine |
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Because your beautiful body will die |
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Like mine, like mine |
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Proper and thin as the letter 'I' |
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They coddled my precious mind |
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Told me I'd never die |
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That was a lie, that was a lie |
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The body is true because it dies |
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Day 10,975: 14 more hairs on my comb |
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I hit the gym: 14 sets of 10 repetitions |
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I called you up, I called you up: let's share the doomed flesh I made |
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Gazing at you, gazing at you |
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You're perfect like a, perfect like a statue |
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But more fine, more fine |
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Because one day your beautiful body will die |
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Like mine, like mine |
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Called you up, called you up on this numbered day |
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Called you up, called you up on this numbered day |
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Called you on this numbered day |
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Gazing at you, gazing at you |
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You're perfect like a, perfect like a statue |
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But more fine, more fine |
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Because one day your beautiful body will die |
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Like mine, like mine |
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Called you up, called you up on this numbered day |
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Called you up, called you up on this numbered day |
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Called you on this numbered day |
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Called you |
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Called you |
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Called you |
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Called you |
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Called you on this numbered day |
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Share with me, share with me the doomed flesh I made |
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Masterpiece! |
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Masterpiece! |
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The fine physique of a slave |
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Share with me, share with me the doomed flesh I made |
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Masterpiece! |
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Masterpiece! |
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The fine physique of a slave |
