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Oh no I don't think you'll ever need me Just a lazy bag of bones with nothing up my sleeve I wish I could tell you I was not bored But then you'd probably try and move me off this dirty floor So put your arms around me And turn me on to something new 'Cause lady I cant get high on this glue- I'm Immune Tell me you need it too Give me my gun my God what have I done There's not alot I would not do for a tiny bit of fun Natural's not in I need to change my head Kind of sad my favorite dream is when I dream I'm dead Nothing is wrong I just don't want to smile Never really found the masses very worth the while All the fuzzy people lost in the world You'll never go out of style From Letras Mania