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There's glass in this rug, tiny splinters pass |
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All just missiles to bloodstream |
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The lead in water collects in liver |
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Transmits signals inside me |
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Pass me the remedy, get this chip out of my head |
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Subject wants to come down, refuses lead |
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There's gas in one lung, should we need it |
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Silly rabbit, you can't see |
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Our team of crackerjacks is at full readiness |
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Treason angel, we'll find you |
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On the head of a pin in the hair of another angel |
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Subject wants to come home, it's not time |
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Pass me the remedy, get this shit out of my head |
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Subject wants to come down, refuses lead |
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You're never too small for our attention |
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You watch TV while we watch you |
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You're never too small for our attention |
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You're never so small we can't see you |
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You're never too small for our attention |
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You watch TV while we watch you |
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You're never too small for our attention |
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You're never so small we can't see you |