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I, I, me, me

That's all I think

Why don't you see

My minds so sick

I, I, my needs

Materialistic

Why won't you see

I'm driven by greed

I am ideal

I lay, I squeal

My sex appeal

Makes me irressistible

My lips are sealed

But a great deal

Makes me reveal

All the dark secrets we once had

Why can't we make it simple and pure

Chaotic figures, no one's secure

Born to lose, too much abuse

Exposing ourselves is so cool

Sick and twisted people

Are on the loose

Sick and twisted people

Try to change you

I am in love with myself

Why don't you just go to hell