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what's wrong with sleep oh compared to weed it's cheap but my dreams are always keeping me awake what's wrong with the chase even though you're out of place maybe charm is at the bottom of a glass and it's hard for me to say but you've all got shit for brains what's wrong with you I know that you've lost a few but you're just lazy and it's driving me insane what's wrong with me I'm a juvenile machine I'd be such a man if I could get a lay and it's so nice to see that you're using your degree and it's hard for me to say but we've all got shit for brains From Letras Mania