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I'm the one
I know
I look upon myself in this world
Smugly
No one deserves me
But Neither do I
I guess I'm saying
I'm too good for myself
No wonder I shiver
I feel all the chatter in my teeth
When something good
When greatness beckons
Nervous feelings
All the time
That's why I'm anxious
Anxiety is withdrawal
Perfection in my soul
Dissatisfaction with my body
Oh man
I need to get high
I need to get laid
I need to get paid
But I'm slow
Sloths aren't deserving of a quick feast
Fighting this everyday
When does destiny kick in
When will she visit me
And give me her breasts to feed on
Lactation
Just what I need
Sweet milk of her bossoms
Bloom flower
Bloom
Shine like the moon
Dance to the vibes
Don't let no one define you
Beautiful Dirt
I love you all
I hate you too
Fuck you
But I fuck with you
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