歌词
My pocket don't drive me fast
My mother treats me slow
My statue's got a concrete heart
But you're the coldest ***** I know
In the factory that you call your mind
Graveyard thoughts of stone
A master thief I wouldn't enter there
You've nothing I would care to own,so help me
You're pretending that you got it made
You know I know you know no truth
You're still serving cookies and kool-aid
You're so proper and so cute
My pocket don't drive me fast
My mother treats me slow
My statue's got a concrete heart
But you're the coldest ***** I know,so help m
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