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Dollhouse Megamix
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Billie Eilish
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Inside my heart We have a brand new start But you wanna keep us apart It's not fun being me My secret's disappearing You'll know what I'll be hearing Everyone's inside my toybox Everyone wants to stalk my little toybox If you weren't born with it You can buy a couple ornaments Just be sure to read the warning, kids 'Cause pretty soon you'll be bored of it, ha-ha Sexual, hey girl, if you wanna feel sexual You can always call up a professional They stick pins in you like a vegetable, ha-ha I don't want a lot for Christmas There is just one thing I need I don't care about the presents Underneath the Christmas tree I just want you for my own More than you could ever know Make my wish come true All I want for Christmas is you, yeah f**k Donald Trump f**k Donald Trump Yeah, yeah, f**k Donald Trump Yeah, yeah, f**k Donald Trump Yeah, f**k Donald Trump Yeah, f**k Donald Trump Yeah, n***a, f**k Donald Trump Yeah, yeah, f**k Donald Trump, yeah Old suitcase, clean getaway I'm the one who takes the blame again New day but the same lines I feel like a victim of the dollar sign Cork's off, it's on The party's just begun I promise this drink is my last one I know I f**ked up again Because I lost my only friend God, forgive my sins A 40 HP Johnson on a flat bottom metal boat Coke cans and BB guns, barbed wire and old fence posts 8-point bucks in autumn and freshly cut cornfields One arm out the window and one hand on the wheel Step one You must accept that I'm a little out my mind Step two This is a waste if you can't walk me down the finish line Step three Give me passion, don't make fun of my fashion Step four Give me more, give me more, more If you can't handle a heart like mine Don't waste your time with me If you're not down to bleed, no, oh If you can't handle the choking, the biting The loving, the smothering 'Til you can't handle it no more, no more Go home Este's a friend of mine We meet up every Tuesday night for dinner and a glass of wine Este's been losin' sleep Her husband's actin' different, and it smells like infidelity She says, "That ain't my Merlot on his mouth That ain't my jewelry on our joint account" No, there ain't no doubt I think I'm gonna call him out What do you want from me? Why don't you run from me? What are you wondering? What do you know? Why aren't you scared of me? Why do you care for me? When we all fall asleep, where do we go? Come here Please, please Don't leave me Be It's not true Take me to the rooftop Told you not to worry What do you want from me? Don't ask questions Wait a minute Don't you know I'm no good for you? Baby, I don't feel so good And all the good girls go to Hell Bite my tongue, bide my time What is it about them? I'm the bad guy
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