Id Rather Explicit

	  		 


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Have you ever wondered what it would be like 
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To be exposed to the vacuum of space 
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The saliva boiling on your tongue  
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And your eyes poppin' out of your face 


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And the air rushes out of your lungs 
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And your alveoli start to rupture and bleed  
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Well that's about ninety percent of how it felt 
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When you did what you did to me 


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So I'd rather swim through a puddle of excrement 
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Or eat a dozen tires 
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Or maybe only ever eat wet cat food 
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For the whole rest of my life 
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And no I don't think we'll get together again 
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And no I don't think we can still be friends 
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'Cuz there's so many things I'd rather do 
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Than spend another day with you 



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I'm getting this really strong vibe 
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That you never gave a damn about me 
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And that's why you think it's no big deal for 
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You to come around and see me but 

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That's not how I feel about you in fact 
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I think I never wanna see you at all 
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So maybe I'll inject gasoline in my eye 
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And hold a lighter to my eyeball 


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So I'd rather swim through a puddle of excrement 
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Or eat a dozen tires 
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Or put everything I love in a pile 
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And then set it all on fire 
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And no I don't think we'll get together again 
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And no I don't think we can still be friends 
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'Cuz there's so many things I'd rather do 
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Than spend another day with you 



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Feed my hand to a guinea pig 
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Put a lightbulb up in my ass 
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Reenact that scene from Die Hard 
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Where Bruce walks around on the glass 

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Call up my mom and tell her she sucks 
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Or drink a gallon of my own pee 
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Pay a group of skinheads 25 bucks 
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To really beat the shit outta me 


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So I'd rather swim through a puddle of excrement 
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Or eat a dozen tires 
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Or maybe only ever eat wet cat food 
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For the whole rest of my life 
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And no I don't think we'll get together again 
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And no I don't think we can still be friends 
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'Cuz there's so many things I'd rather do 
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Than spend another day with 
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Spend another minute with 
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Spend another second with you