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My name is St. Jimmy with a heart like a hand grenade But the tracks were bleeped An idiot was I made I eat 20 packs a day But haven't smoked a single one I am a romance machine in my head But I've never actually had fun I am a model by day A rebel by night Nobody actually knows it But crack up I just might Schizophrenic Hallucinogenic Insomniac Suicidic Tragic Hypocritic.
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Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 8:05 PM UTC
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My name is St. Jimmy with a heart like a hand grenade But the tracks were bleeped An idiot was I made I eat 20 packs a day But haven't smoked a single one I am a romance machine in my head But I've never actually had fun I am a model by day A rebel by night Nobody actually knows it But crack up I just might Schizophrenic Hallucinogenic Insomniac Suicidic Tragic Hypocritic.
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Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 8:05 PM UTC
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