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Maybe I'm upset that you left me, I'll hang myself right about your bed (you should try suicide) From the ceiling fan, so I'll be swingin' when you walk I, I might kick you in the head Maybe I only hang with weirdoes, and hoodlums, and junkies, I keep 'em by my side (What up?) blázni |
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