Back home in pressures of days
Leave him all over the living room floor
Like parrot shit, parrot spit
Someone we all would know
And there would go the secret plot
I guess I'd miss the hole in the plot
Like that ancient teenage dream
Gut s, guts, guts of guts,
and stitches don't help at all.
Guts, guts, guts of guts,
holes in the body, holes in the legs,
holes in the head, holes in the body,
There should never be holes at all
There should never be holes
So kill all you want or more
Make sure you do it right
How the wasted and the wasted
Get to look like one another
In the the end, in the in the
In the end, in the end, in the end, in end
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