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He said that she said that I said that I did Now I'm dead, oh shit, I fucked up. We fucked up Then he screams, and she cries Then he's pleased cause he lied But then his tongue is tied But it's ok because he tried Wither or not it's true, what exactly does that make you? Whoa oh whoa oh we all are Whoa oh whoa oh we all are Whoa oh whoa we're all the same We're just public domain Everybody's got a masters degree In telecommunicationary tactic With a minor in therapy, a mix when injected produces an asshole I hope you all choke tangled up in the cords of your switchboard I hope you choke on your pride when you swallow it whole And when your life is through nobody will be there to confirm that it's you I trust that you'll expect the worst from us I trust that you're exactly like us