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Analyze Me

Starts off in my hips, move to my lips

For all those who want to analyze me

For all those who want to analyze me

Start it off in the hips, move to my lips

For all those who want to analyze me

My mother committed suicide, when I was four or five

I love Mike O, was killed by a psycho

I love Mike O, was killed by a psycho

But I'm not sad or sorry, 'cause we be tomorrow

But I'm not sad or sorry, 'cause we be tomorrow

Will it be on hot land, on hot sand

Or maybe a concrete corner, December?

Red zones in my head phones

The Devil's tools, inside us fools

The Devil's tools, inside us fools

Love shall, leave me alone

Love shall, leave me alone

Love shall, leave me alone

Love shall

Will it be on hot sand, on hot land

Or maybe a concrete corner, December?

Red zones in my head phones

The Devil's tools, inside us fools

The Devil's tools

Love shall, leave me alone

Love shall

Will it be on hot land, on hot sand?

Will it be? Will it be?

Will it be on hot land, on hot sand

Or maybe a concrete corner, December?

Red zones in my head phones

Red zones in my head phones

And red zones in my head phones

Red zones

Mmm mmm

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