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Regular exposure to insecticide
has caused me to break out in hives.
I'm losing weight.
I cannot wait till Saturday...
cuz on Saturday, my tax deductions make me function like
a blue collar...
white collar...? ...
I don't know -so I gotta hollar
"Oh! Oh Goddamnit! I think I've lost it! Oh God! Goddamnit, I think I've lost you!
Anti-oxidants have got me causing accidents
Because my wine is spiked with pomegranite.
If you've got just one, then slam it.
Shot down
-it's just such a shame.
I bet you feel no pain.
Mercy! Expect a rivalry.
Shot down
-it's just such a shame.
I'm losing at this game.
No fair!
Why don't you seem to care.
Lack of consequence has got me making decisions
based upon truth or dare decision making.
No faking.
I end up taking car rides,
She's naughty... I call shotty!
My body will never live up to these expectations...
I still make imitations.
Oh! Oh Goddamnit.
I think I've lost it and I think that I've lost you.
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