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| Is it the skirt, I mean I can change I promise | |
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| No No No it's not you it's me. | |
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| Oh I know it's I don't "Do" it good enough for you, is that it? | |
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| Ok it's the fact that I hate you more than anything, The fact that I pray endlessly for your death, The fact that just looking at you my hatred grows like a raging brush fire. | |
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| Ok so.....we'll stick with the it's not me it's you. | |
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