I cant trace the word
its a swollen space it talks to me
and if im bought and sold
then im cruising in on a dead end street
oooh oooh
they take me out
they make it fair
and everyone is running scared
the biggest joke
the brightest smile
i feel just like a little child
and its niiice, niice, niiice to feel
Put me in your head
Drown the rat that gnaws at me
your blood is on the bed
and im crushed under your memory
oooh oooh
They take me out
they make it fair
and everyone is running scared
the biggest joke
the brightest smile
i feel just like a little child
and its niiice, nice, niiice to feel

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