packet of cigarettes on the counter carrying a government health
iggy says "i wanna be your dog." but i want
I know you're antiseptic
Your deodorant smells nice
I'd like
you know, you know, you know you know you know
I am a cliché
I am a cliché
I am
i cant write and i cant sing i cant do
identity is the crisis can't you see identity identity when
johnny's got an addiction he's strung out without conviction he
my mother the cow who still feeds me now is
"Some people say little girls should be seen and not
not much difference 'tween a cow and you flesh, blood,
we got something don't you know it's true? we got
I clambered over mounds and mounds of polystyrene foam
Then
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