C'mon, c'mon C'mon, c'mon It's you, all over my skin Taking invisible streets To the fake place Where we win yeah yeah Watch me now From the back of
They want to buy the look of my abuse They want to use my blood to color their perfume Get out of me I know Go go go Just like a starfish My legs will
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Take out a piece of paper Put your name up in the corner Take out a piece of paper Write everything down Then you can read it back to me and maybe you
Ain't got no more No more candy for you I'm not yr rocket ship or yr motor boat Yr movie set or yr cartoon show Not yr fucking VCR Not yr avant gard postcard
This is not a test this is not a test this is not a test When it gets right down to the heart of the matter When it gets right down to the bottom of it
If Sonic Youth thinks you're cool does that mean everything to you if you think Sonic Youth is cool and you think that they think that you're not that
Sister Sister, where did we go wrong? Tell me what the fuck we're doing here Why are all the boys acting strange? We've got to show them we're worse than
Lay me spread eagle out on your hill yeah Then write a book 'bout how I wanted to die It's hard to talk WITH YOUR DICK IN MY MOUTH I will try to scream
Your world not mine Your world not ours Your world not mine Your world not ours I will resist with every inch and every breath I will resist this psychic
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The Sylvia Plath story is told to girls who write They want us to think that to be a girl poet means you have to die. Who is it that told me all girls
Oh baby! Yr sooo good Yr so fucking big & hard Yr such a big man You've got such a huge cock! Push it in harder! Oh DEEPER, HARDER I'm almost cumming!
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I caught my boyfriend kissing a replica Oh god, she looked just like me Only nice and sweet and better, But she's not bacon boy She's fucking sizzlelean
On a point in time-present undefined And it's getting cold outside Situation statical-for reasons you don't know Just short of indecision And it's getting
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