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| In the bed all twisted and maimed Can't believe it, don't know his name Of course you don't, you don't know shit You'd fuck the devil for your soul to lift And you're stupid You're so fake You're a liar And a waste of flesh And a stupid whore And a stupid waste of flesh You waste of flesh What's the matter, can't feel your legs? I'll cut 'em off and buy you the pegs Confidante? I wouldn't dare Not after you stripped me bare And you're stupid You're so fake You're a liar And a waste of flesh And a stupid whore And a stupid waste of flesh You waste of flesh Or was it Micheal, or was it Brian, or was it Jossssshhhh? |
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