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So what's it gonna be tonight?
Tart taste, I'm terrified
I know that something isn't right
You take what you want
Then you leave when you're done
Pretty face with two sides
So what's it gonna be tonight?
I'm in my house in the Hills with the Reaper
And I wonder if he knows what I've done
I've got the keys and I'm going off the deep end
Doesn't hurt when you're doing it for fun
Am I in your way?