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The Afghan Whigs - Hated lyrics
I smoke a pack a day I hit the pipe sometimes & drink my pay Screw my friends Understand my need to offend Come home & smack the woman around Tried to apologize But she deserved it that i know Strangled with her pantyhose What's with the flowers Can't you smell me I buried you & still you kill me With all your crying i can tell That your disease will make me well Twist your head so i can witness Come & crawl inside my sickness I'm hated Undisguised Never known why Now i like it |
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