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Stick It Up

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I CANNOT DESCRIBE
EVERYTHING THAT扴 PASSED MY EYES
STILL I CRITICIZE
AND TRY TO ACT WISE
WHEN I扢 WITH YOU
ALL MY DREAMS COME TRUE
YOU GOT SENT TO ME
IN A BOX OF NEGATIVITY
YOU扲E THE REASON I扢 HERE TODAY
AND I CAN SAFELY SAY
I WOULDN'T HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY
DON扵 YOU LIE TO ME YOU COKE SNIFFING SLUT
I KNOW YOU HATE MY GUTS
COME ON, COME ON
STICK IT UP
COME ON, COME ON
GO
WHEN I RODE YOUR PLANE
YOU WERE THE MATCH FOR MY FLAME
DROVE ME INSANE
WITH YOUR FUCKING SILLY HEAD GAMES
YOU WERE NICE TO ME
æ…£ILL THE MORNING
STUCK THAT KNIFE IN
MY BACK WITHOUT A WARNING
YOU LOOK AROUND
AND YOU RE-CREATE, I SAID MY SHIT
AND I SAID IT STRAIGHT
I STAYED THE FURTHEST I COULD FROM YOU
BECAUSE YOU WERE FUCKED UP
CLASS A CERTIFIED NUT
NOW YOU COME TO ME AND SAY
IT扴 IN THE PAST
KISS MY ASS
I扢 BACK, DON扵 YOU KNOW YOU CAN扵 KILL ME
I COME BACK WITH THE FATTEST FLOW
BEFORE YOU CRY
DON扵 ASK TO DIE
AND DON扵 ASK ME
WHY
STICK IT UP

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