I will irritate you
I'd kill to imitate you
I'd feel so
Boy, my hyperventilating toy
You are atomic and i n n
I gots to gets me some love,
Cause it gets
Toss me turn me, it's up to you
The stars
U got me like a junkie does
I need some pick
In my wildest dreams I've never been loved
In the skies
Feel me I'm numb
Put your skinny arms around me
Steal me
Well I
I got mysterious mind
Nobody wants your cool
Nobody wants your
Whatever made you want me
Another ghost I swear you are
Whatever
Ground swallow me again
A street without a name
A means without
I can kick a song wid you
I can kick
We are the toys that I got
So pure and disguised
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