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Say something, now you talk a lot
I will stay if you shut off the light
Where am I, where is my mind?
Fuck for no reason, 'cause the reasons are hard to find
Beyond my deep shit, and talking about my inches
I probably read a lot, but this isn’t from God
I said, don’t talk about my inches, I probably gonna like it
I only had a job, but I gave it up today, now we’re fucking
She's in my dirty hands
She's in my dirty hands
You said you were there — now walk away
I say I’m sorry if I can’t please you any other way
My soul to take
I’m gonna throw it away somehow
Beyond my deep shit, and talking about my inches
I probably read a lot, but this isn’t from God
I said, don’t talk about my inches, I probably gonna like it
I only had a job, but I gave it up today, now we’re fucking
She's in my dirty hands
She's in my dirty hands
She said she wanna be on top
It's good, 'cause I can see the stars
I have no reasons to believe
But I have one at least to fuck
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