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Come into this world, Oh
With your hands tied up
I can feel your pants around my ankles and the floor
You and I did spend that one day
In bed countin' sheep
Maybe we could sleep it off with your best friend's pills
I can't describe what it's like to be sad if it's sharp enough sharp enough sharp enough sharp enough.
Come in through this small hole
With your hands tied up
Well I can see you dance
Around my bedroom through the door
You and I did spend that time dodging sleep for weeks
Maybe we could grind our teeth to your best friends coke
I can't describe what it's like to be sad if it's sharp enough sharp enough sharp enough sharp enough
Come into this small hole
With your pants and tie off
I can feel you press it up
When my hips hit the floor
I can't describe what it's like to be sad if it's sharp enough sharp enough sharp enough sharp enough
I CAN'T DECRIBE!
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