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You are all pigs Well what does that make you? Sweetheart, I'm no stranger To drinking too much And wasting my potential You are no stranger To having overshot your potential And being an over-serious, pretentious ***** No, you are just some dumb kid High on your impotent, Pseudo-self-righteous rage Yeah, and you're just some ***** Too afraid of the clinking Of your own die No, I'm just under appreciated I'm a ******* visionary Your head melts obviously Gasoline ruining this perfect puddle With dumb *** ******** rainbows I wish you wouldn't swear I wish this world worked right And I really wish We weren't all Just a bunch of filthy pigs
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Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 1:24 AM UTC
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You are all pigs Well what does that make you? Sweetheart, I'm no stranger To drinking too much And wasting my potential You are no stranger To having overshot your potential And being an over-serious, pretentious ***** No, you are just some dumb kid High on your impotent, Pseudo-self-righteous rage Yeah, and you're just some ***** Too afraid of the clinking Of your own die No, I'm just under appreciated I'm a ******* visionary Your head melts obviously Gasoline ruining this perfect puddle With dumb *** ******** rainbows I wish you wouldn't swear I wish this world worked right And I really wish We weren't all Just a bunch of filthy pigs
harry-j-baxter
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Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 1:24 AM UTC
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