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Your love is real the love you feel. Your love is great the love you make. Your records are on fire its your desire. Take me out tonight and go wild and crazy, or be fat and lazy. So I played some Doors and saw some whores. So I said goodbye and they all must die, fool. So dig my guts and eat my brain and then go insane. I don't Care I love it so forget it, Punk!

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