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Today you're gonna be sick so sick
you'll prop your forhead on the sink
say oh christ oh christ oh jesus christ
my head's gotta crack like a bank
tonight you'll fall asleep in clothes so late
like a candy bar wrapped up for lunch
thats all you get to taste poverty & split
powerty & split
You're talking out of harmony
you can't remember what you said
Cut it out you feel r*tarded take that scissors
saw the head
Nausea blood red eyes go to
Nausea blood red eyes go to
Nausea blood red eyes
go to sleep!!