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You?re a sick sad pathetic twisted sadistic son of a bitch

Mother fucking skanky ho dirt bag

Bastard

Who likes it up the ass

And I could go on and on

But I?ll stop now

Because I know when to



I must be a stupid crazy hopped up on drugs

Can?t think straight

Because I?m hopped up on drugs

Brain dead

Retard

Because I love you

Yeah, I love you



Let?s go to McDonald?s

And get a Big Mac

Then let?s go to Vegas

And get married

We?ll have lots of kinky sex

And  make some beautiful babies

Because you?re beautiful baby



Am I crazy

For talking to myself?

I?ve had some good conversations

Am I crazy

For loving you?

Am I crazy?

You sick sad pathetic twisted sadistic son of a bitch

Please tell me.