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Butthole Surfers

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I keep seeing cloth in my mirror

Which one?

My stomach hurts so bad I could die

I'm moving into a neighborhood I can't stand

The sky is changing colour

There's a metallic paste in my mouth

It's been a great winter

Everything went sour

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They cut me off at the clinic

I had to fight another doctor

I found him in the yellow pages

Maybe I'm bi-polar

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The sky is changing colour

There's a metallic paste in my mouth

It's been a great f**king winter

Everything went sour

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