Dirty magic de Offspring

In my own simple way
i think she wants me only
she said," come over right ;
but she's just not that way
her little soul is stolen
see her put on her brand new face
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pull the shades
razor blades
you're so tragic
i hate you so but love you more
i'm so elastic
the things you say
games you play
dirty magic
I should know better than to think i'd reach inside her
it's all a cloudy kind of daze
she's not so sweet today
she mocks me, i'm no fighther
it all just seems like such a waste
it's oversimplified
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