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I got a story to tell |
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Check check |
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Crazy glue, make sure you get it in the cracks and crevices |
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To put me back together is |
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Not an easy task, but it's not like |
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I asked you to do it |
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It was your choice the whole time, you knew it |
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So you're here to build me back up? |
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Start with the legs and work your way up |
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Used to usin' to run so please pay extra attention |
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When you piece the flesh back together section-by-section "There'll be some slight bruising." |
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Yeah, I figured that much, wow they both look great "Yeah but don't try to stand up, just relax." |
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O.K., I can handle that, |
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Thank you so much for this, how could |
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I ever pay you back? |
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Movin' on to the hips, strap 'em in place |
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Wrap the skin around, find my dick, attach it at the base |
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Put my balls on, yup right there |
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Before it was shattered it was way bigger |
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I swear Wow, this is awesome. |
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This is... super fat, awesome |
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Father, are you speakin' to me? |
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Every little cunt that |
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I fall in love with, |
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She ends up breakin' me |
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Put me back together, assemble my brain |
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It's my worst enemy |
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Look at these people stare, |
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I tremble |
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Why do they hate me? |
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Get out my stomach! |
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Wow, that feels great |
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Like butterflies, this is like fate |
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Or destiny that we met |
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You might be the best thing that ever happened to me |
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And it's a promise |
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I won't forget |
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Work up to the chest, yes, perfect |
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Strap my neck on, "Here, see if you can turn it" |
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Aw, it's a little stiff but nothin' to be concerned with |
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You're doin' a wonderful job hunny "Well, you deserve it" |
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Weary? Why stop now? |
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Make sure my back's in order |
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Focus on the shoulder blades 'cause they tend to get sore from all the punchin' and kickin' |
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I do "Why do you do that?" ' |
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Cause hip-hop kicks my ass and |
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I try to kick it back |
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It's awesome, |
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I can't wait for you to see it and believe it ' |
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Cause I know |
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I can do it with the best of 'em "Well, we'll see about that" |
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Aw, shit, she's just like the rest of 'em |
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Aw, yeah, and when the butterflies turn into butcher knives |
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Father, are you speakin' to me? |
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Every little cunt that |
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I fall in love with, |
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She ends up breakin' me |
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Put me back together, assemble my brain |
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It's my worst enemy |
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Look at these people stare, |
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I tremble |
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Why do they hate me? |
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Check check |
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I'ma try to disregard that last comment ' |
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Cause this is the most crucial part of my reinstallment |
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My mind, see it's not just placin' my brain in |
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My memories are scattered on the floor in the basement |
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Oh, see that one? |
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It was seventh grade her name was |
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Meagan I fell in love for the first time, and |
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I changed |
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And I learned a lot at a young age |
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Like how to deal with real pain |
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Adults, they didn't care, my friends thought |
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I was so lame "Hm, that's funny" |
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Well, put it in "I don't know, I mean, do you really need it again?" |
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They're my memories "Well, we'll make new ones" |
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But I don't wanna lose 'em, |
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I mean this is what made me who |
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I am "But I built you and I should have a say, don't you agree?" |
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No, I'm me and you're you, see? |
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Two different people, not one. |
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I knew it was only a matter of time before trouble begun and the moral of the story is (Get out, bitch) |
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Aw, fuck it, |
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Self Destruct |
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Father, are you speakin' to me? |
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Every little cunt that |
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I fall in love with, |
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She ends up breakin' me |
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Put me back together, assemble my brain |
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It's my worst enemy |
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Look at these people stare, |
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I tremble |
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Why do they hate me? |
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Goodbye, everybody |
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Father, are you speakin' to me? |
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Every little cunt that |
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I fall in love with, |
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She ends up breakin' me |
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Put me back together, assemble my brain |
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It's my worst enemy |
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Look at these people stare, |
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I tremble |
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Why do they hate me? |
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Bye, everybody * |
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The Illuminati is real, and they are watching you, right now. |
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They are inside of your television, your telephones. |
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Be careful. |
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They are inside your mother, and your father. |
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Be careful.* |
