You're accused of the following chargesYou're a woman trapped inside
We're going out tonight, to watch some people die. We'll
Sitting in my kitchenStuffed from having ateWhat should I do
Walk the streets called home. You're walkin' on thin ice.
It's the T to the ripSlick and finger licken good
Is that your hair or a Tina Turner wigYou should
Soggies suckI was sitting up at nightI was feeling so
Come as you are. What's the point of blending in.
You want it, you got it, you gonna crash n'
Get yourself a razor bladeGet yourself a videoDrown your thoughts
Six years old watched your parents gunned down. Grows up
You better hide, the beast of night seeks you out
Enter, tanks, from blue skies aboveRaining down terror on all
You have to proveThat you're not scaredEnter the cageTake the
You must be bulimic, you never get your fill. With
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