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what did you think when you gave that cat a call?, did you think it'd make me want you?, did you think it'd turn me on at all?, well that's exactly what it did not do, or did you think that i'd be so hypocritical, as to have this gift and not use it to be political, at this point what i think's what i say, so go on and burn me at yours, cause i got nothing left at stake, that love you got, save it for your hands, you may act like one, but keep it in your pants, that's exactly what you did not do, oh my patience, don't you abuse it, see i got this gun and i'm waiting for an excuse to use it, at this point, what i think's what i say, so go on and burn me at yours, cause i got nothing left at stake, can't help it you're just more visually stimulated, strip bars and magazines, my stomach can't tolerate it, who made that lie? i can guess you know, some ass in need of excuse to fuck around a hundred years ago, my words are the weapons of ten thousand armies, ripping my throat to rage with war, that you can't understand so still you court me, if not as the wife then at least as the whore, so to your dismay, i must confess, that there is gall that drips, from the curve of my breast
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Artist: jennifer nettles