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Periodic tableware Psychotropic science fare But who will save the sane? Some beings Just can't change Now crawl on by
of hyenas are beautifully dressed if you don't sell the tableware, you'll be hitting the extra bed and sentiments tortured in the pillory were killed the most
I took it too far But I don't know how you are Sorry that I did this It was an accident But now I know who you are Chips in all the tableware waking
the tableware Take off my shirt I'll rip off your blouse C'mon over baby let's play house Yes c'mon over Hear my petition Oh come on closer You have permission
the chopsticks Black Leg, black kicks, black air forces Cashing fat checks, that shit's how I floor it, yuh Cracking skulls like tableware is just my warm-up When
We don't party late Friends invited us over for raclette It isn't their fault And yet I get bored To see their stupid twelve piece tableware set
it's true When I do, I do it over you There's times I can't believe your even human Sweet and modest and as unassuming As the tableware in your
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