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Bullet Proof..I Wish I Was

Limb by limb and tooth by tooth, it's tearing up inside of me.
Every day, every hour, wish that I.
Was bullet proof.
Wax me, mold me, heat the pins and stab them in.
You have turned me into this, just wish that it.
Was bullet proof, was bullet proof.
So pay me money and take a shot, leadfill the hole in me.
I could burst a million bubbles, all surrogate.
And bullet proof, and bullet proof, and bullet proof, and bullet proof.


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