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Bruises on my neck, just a doll of flesh
You'll find my smoking body hung in wires overhead
At your bark and collar, just forget I'm someone's daughter
I can't ever fuck it up if I don't ever even bother
I love to take it slow (Roll the Katamari)
Yeah I got it in my clutch, I got the (tracker on me)
I'm on the internet, I buffer use your adblock on me
I'm on the internet I get to choose just what I wanna—

I got a DSi at a limited rate
It’s a hell of a drug and it’s a hell of a rage
Got a CRT and only seven morе days 'til I drop cold dead from the clot in my brain
I’m made of dеad meat and I got no taste
And I won’t let up 'til I get my way
Got sharp wide eyes and I bounce in place
Got a big sharp knife, it’s my own X-ray

Bruises on my neck, just a doll of flesh
You'll find my smoking body hung in wires overhead
At your bark and collar, just forget I'm someone's daughter
I can't ever fuck it up if I don't ever even bother
I love to take it slow (Roll the Katamari)
Yeah I got it in my clutch, I got the (tracker on me)
I'm on the internet, I buffer use your adblock on me
I'm on the internet I get to choose just what I wanna—

Hey let's go, you’re on a roll
Go on, lose your self control
Got no place I’d rather go
'Cause I lost my mind in late September
Dial numbers watch your tone
Clockwork wind up all alone
The more you stop, the more I go
Do your best, I’ll do one better
You say will when I say won't
You say do, but I say don’t
I’m running out of ways to cope
So I bite the hand that feeds me, lose my mind

AAAAAAAA
What the fuck is wrong with you
You fucking asshole, you piece of shit
Little fucking dick licker
Fucking asshole
Fucking I—
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
You little fucker