Playin basketball and hangin with the lllllllllllllllllladies ////////////////////////////////////////////
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If we cut out the bad Well then we'd have nothing left Like I cut up your mouth The night I stuffed it all in And you lied to the angels Said I stabbed you to death If we go at the same time They'll clean up the messI lost my head You couldn't come This lust to my brain almost feels like a gunWatched you bite into the bottle Watched me kick out the chair Let you chew up the glass And laughed as you just hung there I had thought of rose petals most perfectly pure Then I thought of your petals And the abuse they've been throughI lost my head You couldn't come This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun You lost your head I couldn't come This lust to my brain almost feels like a... Almost feels like a... Almost feels like a gun Whoa whoaI told the angels Cant stay in heaven I asked the devil, the devil, the devil If we cut out the bad well then we'd have nothing left Like I cut up your angels Yeah you stabbed me to deathI lost my head You couldn't come This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun You lost your head I couldn't come This lust to my brain almost feels just like a gun, yeah!I lost my head You couldn't come This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun I lost my head You couldn't come This lust to my brain almost feels like a... Almost feels like a... Almost feels like a gun Feels like a gun, Feels like a gun, Feels like a gun, Feels like a...