I know I know I know shut up Killer clean been a racecar on a skyway down I've been shown these wrong ways I now own I now own all these wrong ways I've been shown I know I know I know shut up All the rapists keep asking me for cigarettes I just try to grab hold of a solid piece of pavement and pray that Yeah! I have two legs Leeann she has one I know I know! Shut up My own notions go a choking my throat All bad thoughts float around in a fury luring me into one big abyss of hit and miss I empty all of this Johnny walkeround my ninety pound braincloud of how?
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