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"You can buy her, you can buy her |
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This one's here, this one's here, this one's here and this one's here |
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Everything's for sale." |
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For sale? Dumb cunts, same dumb questions |
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Oh, virgins? Listen, all virgins are liars, honey |
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And I don't know what I'm scared of or what I even enjoy |
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Dulling, get money, but nothing turns out like you want it to |
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And in these plagued streets of pity, you can buy anything |
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For 200, anyone can conceive a God on video |
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He's a boy, you want a girl, so tear off his c**k |
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Tie his hair in bunches, **** him, call him Rita if you want |
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I eat and I dress and I wash and I still can say thank you |
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Puking, shaking, sinking, I still stand for old ladies |
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Can't shout, can't scream, hurt myself to get pain out |
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I 'T' them, 24/7, all year long |
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Purgatory's circle, drowning here, someone will always say yes |
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Funny place for the social, for the insects to start caring |
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Just an ambulance at the bottom of a cliff |
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And in these plagued streets of pity, you can buy anything |
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For 200, anyone can conceive a God on video |
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He's a boy, you want a girl, so tear off his c**k |
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Tie his hair in bunches, **** him, call him Rita if you want |
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If you want |
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I eat and I dress and I wash and I can still say thank you |
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Puking, shaking, sinking, I still stand for old ladies |
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Can't shout, can't scream, I hurt myself to get pain out |
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Power produces desire, the weak have none |
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There's no lust in this coma even for a fifty |
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Solitude, solitude, the 11th commandment |
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The only certain thing that is left about me |
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There's no part of my body that has not been used |
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Pity or pain, to show displeasure's shame |
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Everyone I've loved or hated always seems to leave |
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And in these plagued streets of pity, you can buy anything |
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For 200, anyone can conceive a God on video |
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He's a boy, you want a girl, so tear off his c**k |
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Tie his hair in bunches, **** him, call him Rita if you want |
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If you want |
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Power produces desire, the weak have none |
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There's no lust in this coma even for a fifty |
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Solitude, solitude, the 11th commandment |
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Don't hurt, just obey, lie down, do as they say |
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May as well be heaven this hell, smells the same |
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These sunless afternoons, I can't find myself |
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"Two dollars, you rub her tits |
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Three dollars, you rub her ass |
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Five dollars, you can play with her p***y |
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Or you can lick her tits |
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Choice is yours." |
