She feels life's a dog She feels life's a dog She feels life's a dog On fire
We don't believe in a Hurley Burley Who stays out late and he wakes up early Clothes off his neck, bad thoughts in his head He take off his shoes and his feet are so bad
We don't believe in a God of mercy They only got [?] to give them cancer Get the fireworks out, grab a gun in his mouth He burns brighter and brighter ('side her)
Give 'em what ya got, the undertow Give me what ya got, don't blow your load Give 'em what ya got Who cares what they say? (Your way)
Give 'em what ya got, the undertow Give me what ya got, don't blow your load Give 'em what ya got Who cares what they say? (Your way)
We don't believe in the mother or father But it runs in the bloodline, that's the source of the problem He saws off his arms, he lops off his legs His brain's in the gutter, but he's still got his head
Improperly programmed [?], to sell his loadware [?] Part of the butt is improperly pushed in He's all the rage, he's a tectonic plate He burns tighter inside her
This ain't no love song This ain't no love song This ain't no love song This ain't no love song
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