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*** I Don't Know ***
My head is shaved and so is yours
But I'm still not a friend of yours cause
Everything about you makes me sick
The way you think, the way you feel
The way you hate, the way you steal, yeah
Everything about you makes me sick
And I dont know, I dont know, I dont know
What you think of me
I dont know, I dont know, I dont know
What you think of me
My head is shaved and so is yours
But I'm still not a friend of yours cause
Everything about you makes me sick
The way you stink, the way you smell
The way you always give me hell, yeah
Everything about you makes me sick
And I dont know, I dont know, I dont know
What you think of me
I dont know, I dont know, I dont know
What you think of me
And guess what?
And guess what?
I dont care
And I dont know, I dont know, I dont know
What you think of me
I dont know, I dont know, I dont know
What you think of me
I dont know, I dont know, I dont know
What you think of me
I dont know, I dont know, I dont know
What you think of me
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