final fantasy – do you love lyrics
this kitchen has a king!
this hand, this hand is a cunning little b-gg-r
with a habit of turning every a into a b
unless it’s put to work
there’s a twitch twitch twitch and a rash, and an itch
for a job, for a magic job, and a magic diet and exercise plan
there are things i cannot do
i cannot not not turn a skinny little sh-t
into a winsome brit who spent his youth in honest pleasure
for all my wily ways
i cannot not not turn back into the boy
it’s a tearful day when a boy must learn his limitations
take a look at this brochure:
inject, inject, strip away, peel away
the scars of self abuse with a couple of hours in a private clinic
what have i left in life?
the knife! the knife! this knife! this knife!
every inch, every inch of me will come to know its magic!
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