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Amok |
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Here I hide the severed head I keep alive |
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I've got bruises, lies, here's my pride |
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Looking down the barrel of my .45 |
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Stick me, bleed me, don't say you need me |
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Hit me, suck me, come on...fuck me |
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Fuck me |
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Fuck you |
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Fuck me |
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Fuck me |
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Fuck you |
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You don't have to look at the mantelpiece |
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When you're poking the fire |
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I'm young, dumb, full of fun |
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I feed my fire, my fist and come |
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The light of my life is a switchblade knife |
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This gun becomes my lawful wife |
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Stick me, bleed me, don't say you need me |
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Hit me, suck me, come on...fuck me |
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Fuck me |
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Fuck you |
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Fuck me |
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Fuck me |
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Fuck you |
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Fuck me |
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Stick me |
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I wanna kill, I wanna cut, hurt, shut up |
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I wanna feel myself denied |
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I wanna feel this noose grow tight |
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I will defile and taste the bile |
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I will crawl that crooked mile |
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To caress your stubborn head |
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With an ounce of flamming lead |
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Stick me, bleed me, don't say you need me |
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Hit me, suck me, come on an' fuck me |
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Stick me, bleed me, don't say you need me |
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Hit me, suck me, come on...fuck me |
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Fuck me |
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Fuck you |
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Fuck me |
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Fuck me |
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Fuck you, fuck you |
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Fuck me |
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Fuck me |
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Fuck you... |