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F-Word lyrics
Wanna get low
Wanna get high
Glues in the bag
like the clouds in the sky
Sticks to the cider, sticks to your lips
Wanna get the spiders off my hips
Try and make out
when you dont get kissed
You wanna get it up but
she broke you wrist
Dads got your arms
and mothers got your fists
Crossing off the kids on the Xmas list
The F-Words here
But the F-Words bad
Cuss my mother
And cuss my dad
But I love my mother
And I love my dad
Wanna have all that they never had
Wanna get high
Wanna get low
Girls got your bottle
and she wont let go
So you grow up fast
You cant slow down
Make another kid
with a bag for a crown
Mothers in a car, dads at the door
Loves got an applehead
bitten to the core
Plugged-up eyes
Sockets all raw
Try to plug the gap
but you wonder what for
The F-Words here
But the F-Words bad
Cuss my mother
And cuss my dad
But I love my mother
And I love my dad
Wanna have all that they never had
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