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Obsession
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Peak #325
Peak in subgenre #12
Author
Irvin Scabtree
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January 25, 2006
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MP3 2.2 MB, 128 kbps, 2:21
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I’m getting just a little tired of the way you people stare With your eyes so full of wonder and your paint by number hair Thinking I am God or the electric Christ himself When really I’m a pervert with a cesspool for a mouth Cry to your God Cry for your Freedom Cry for your glamour and for your bleedings Cry to who’ll listen to save your open sore From prying eager fingers of fakes that you adore And So People think I’m So Fascinating, So Stimulating, And Captivating So then just rape me But soon you’ll see I’m Just Irritating Just Aggravating And Masturbating So then you’ll hate me I’m a loser and a user with morals black as coal Even what I’m singing now I’m sure I must have stole A rip off and a cheat “Can’t you make something new? Your words are just as fake as the music that you do.” Cry to your God Cry for your Freedom Cry for your glamour and for your bleedings Cry to who’ll listen to save your open sore From prying eager fingers of fakes that you adore And So People think I’m So Fascinating, So Interesting, And Energizing So then just rape me But soon you’ll see I’m Just Irritating Just Degradating And Masturbating So then you’ll hate me Twirling, always Twirling, around the world goes Stopping, never Stopping, the pain inside me grows Twirling, always Twirling, around the world goes Stopping, never Stopping, the pain inside me grows Twirling, always Twirling, around the world goes Stopping, never Stopping, the pain inside me grows
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