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Hatfield Juliana Juliana S Pony Total System Failure

Could you go to the grocery store? I need pop tarts and orange soda You can drive the Mercedes If you say pretty please You can sleep in my bed tonight

mon let's prove it Let's get married And ride away Let's get married And rot away Torture the bridesmaids Make them wear lime green Lie to the pastor Promise forever Let's

of town Creepy breeders When the baby feeds And the implant leaks It's a screaming monster Shut it up Put some Pepsi In the baby's bottle Or hit it

I showed you how to touch a star I helped you forget who you are Baby, you can drive my car Over to the right side of the tracks You pushed your greatest

Touch me with a ten-foot pole Can you feel my body's cold? Look at me through a telescope Can you see I'm ugly and I'm old At the other end Of a broken

in the morning? Another wasted life it's so boring The system never failed you You failed yourself and all of your friends Now your heart is failing too A total system failure

I'm choosing you You are choosing me Let's get together And write a screenplay Who do you want to be? I'll be the one who gets her way I'm using you