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The Newlydeads - Prick lyrics
We're two of a kind I love to hate you hate to love We're two of a kind I love to hate you hate to love I get to feel like this While you peel it back I'm dead inside I rest in pieces all the time You get feel my spit When my drool attacks I get to feel your split When I glue it back Prick I'll bleed the lover You the one will suffer As you discover Maybe I'm just a prick Are you seeking cover My hate burns like rubber As you discover Maybe I'm just a prick One eye for an eye Every dog will have his day One eye for an eye Cause every bitch she gets her way I get to feel like shit While you sit and laugh You get to feel it stick When it bounces back My depression dies Just when I inflict you pain My obsession cries Out and only for you maim You get to feel the sick I got to feel in the past You get to feel the prick I get to sit and laugh |
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