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The Holy Mess
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Spencer Reid
You little arsonist, you set my hair on fire
Couldn't sleep until it burned out
And my set is burning up like a funeral fire
Think it is gone for good
A force in my head calls me a liar
I come clean and I fall on the floor
You ever come up being sick and tired?
Tell me if you would!
(I get lost in a bad translation)
Show me I mean anything to you
Tell me you got better shit to do
Show me I'm the one disfigured
Map to map, caress that figures(?)
Show me I mean anything to you
You little alchemist, you let the uninspired formulas
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Be gone for ages
With tattered pages, lots of wisdom, lots of words
So, my head is calling me a liar
Coming clean, can I borrow a shirt?(?)
I got a thing of being sick and tired
Stagger me if you could (?)
(I get lost in a bad translation)
Show me I mean anything to you
Tell me you got better shit to do
Show me I'm the one disfigured
Map to map, caress that figures(?)
Show me I mean anything to you
Show me I mean anything to you
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