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Flaming Carrots
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I'm tired of looking myself in the mirror
I'm tired to see everything on me
Someone is getting laid in the room next to mine
I'm here alone thinking bout my lies
Would you kiss me if I was nice?
Would you fuck me if I was nice?
Would you see me without your eyes?
Could you hug me like paradise?
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Writing love songs for someone that doesn't exist
Need to find a job to pay my cigarettes
In my life I've been running from the same things for a long time
Looking for means to an end, some peace of mind
Would you kiss me if I was nice?
Would you fuck me if I was nice?
Would you see me without your eyes?
Could you hug my way to paradise?