Bullet proof... i wish i was Radiohead
limb by limb and tooth by tooth tearing up inside of me everyday everyhour wish that i was bullet proof. wax me mould me heat the pins and stab them in you have turned me into this just wish that it was bullet proof. so pay me money and take a shot lead - fill the hole in me i could burst a million bubbles all surrogate & bullet proof.
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