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I'm so happy because today
I've found my friends They're in my head I'm so ugly that's okay cause so are you broken our mirrors Sunday morning is everyday for all I care And I'm not scared Light my candles in a daze Cause I've found god yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah I'm so lonely that's okay shaved my head I'm not sad And just maybe I'm to blame for all I've heard I'm not sure I'm so excited I can't wait to meet you there But I don't care I'm so horny that's okay My will is good yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah I like it I'm not gonna crack I miss you I'm not gonna crack I love you I'm not gonna crack I kill you I'm not gonna crack I like it I'm not gonna crack I miss you I'm not gonna crack I love you I'm not gonna crack I kill you I'm not gonna crack I'm so happy because today I've found my friends They're in my head I'm so ugly that's okay cause so are you broken our mirrors Sunday morning is everyday for all I care And I'm not scared Light my candles in a daze Cause I've found god yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah I like it I'm not gonna crack I miss you I'm not gonna crack I love you I'm not gonna crack I kill you I'm not gonna crack I like it I'm not gonna crack I miss you I'm not gonna crack I love you I'm not gonna crack I kill you I'm not gonna crack |
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| 2. |
| 2:34 |
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She should have stayed away from friends
She should have had more time to spend She should have died when she was born She should have worn the crown of thorns She should have been a son (x4) She should have stood out in a crowd She should have made her mother proud She should have fallen on her stance She should have had another chance She should have been a son (x4) She should have been a son (x4) She should have stayed away from friends She should have had more time to spend She should have died when she was born She should have worn the crown of thorns She should have been a son (x4) |
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| 3. |
| 2:58 |
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I can't hide, no
On the mantle I'm not sad Until I'm home It's the season I'm all reason I have seen All I have grown Sheared at the seams Cheat on me And not seen At the seams I'm a lender I'm a planter I put something In the garden In the handle On the mantle I met Santa I met God I'm a lady Can you save me? It's the sulfur I have grown 'Tis the season I'm all reason I have fleas So run on home |
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