(YOU MAKE ME SICK LIKE THE) AMERICAN DREAM

(YOU MAKE ME SICK LIKE THE) AMERICAN DREAM

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I KNOW I'M NOT HER KEEPER SHE MEANS NOTHING TO ME I KNOW SHE'S SOMEONES DAUGHTER AND HATES TO TASTE THAT PILL. HER DRESS FALLS HARD ON THIGHS AND HIPS AND YOU STAND THERE ONLY TRANSFIXED ON YOU MIRRORS REFLECT SALT LICKS…

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