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All your friends are kleptomaniacs |
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They steal your concentration |
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And they never give it back again |
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(Shoot.) |
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Rock had a baby and they called it "Aaaah" |
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The baby had a baby, got no calls at all |
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Ain't no loathin' |
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Like self-loathin' |
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Prison guards ain't free |
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The fellowship of hell |
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Can't help you now |
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The fellowship of hell |
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(Sweet.) |
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This hunk of junk keeps rolling down the road |
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Careening off the guardrail for the epilogue |
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No delusion |
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Like self-delusion |
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Who will use it now? |
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The fellowship of hell |
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Can't help you now |
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The fellowship of hell |
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The fellowship of hell |
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Can't help you now |
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The fellowship of hell |
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Can't help you now |
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The fellowship of hell |
