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Deftones
Ihabia
there are tricks and evil.
Holler, downstairs,
while I drive.
I want to watch you,
buttercup coming,
through the fog.
Dying of boredom,
I'll try it all.
Sixteen, olive skin,
bound by a voice.
I don't want to go,
but I want it.
Well at least,
you fucking care.
Dying of boredom,
I'll try it all.
I'll be faint,
like a crook.
It looks and feels great,
but look at what's it's doing to you,
but that's ok,
look at how it feels.
It looks and feels great,
but look at what's it's doing to you,
but that's ok,
look at how it feels.
I don't want to go,
but I want it.
Well at least,
you fucking care.
Dying of boredom,
I'll try it all.
I'll be faint,
like a crook.
It looks and feels great,
but look at what's it's doing to you,
but that's ok,
look at how it feels.
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