Oooh, your life is so hard, your skin is so rough like a turtle dove.
Ooh, you're better than good, I knew that you could you domestic rabbit.
Yeah, biting at the bit, too silly to quit, flowerlike unfold
What do you take me for? You get a kick out of it, I know.
Oooh, electrical grid, I'm not plugged in so I guess I don't get it.
Oooh, stitch it up quick, these patches are sick, american artists.
Yeah rodeo inside, some witless divide center of our people
What do you take me for? I know that I am hard to read, but still you can be sure
Just like we have a right to breathe and scream it all the more
One day you'll find me scraping sand off the bloodied floor
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