"Kringle" by Jack off Jill

I got that special disease 
That knocks the shit out of me 
Cause when you break it, you buy it, you own it, 
Cause you get nothing for free
He got that special disease 
He eats the scabs off my knees 
I've got a genocide hand on his forehead 
But he got nothing on me

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He snuffs the cigarette trees 
He loves my hostilities 
He brings me flowers and candy and kringle 
But that won't satisfy me

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I try to hate equally 
They say that's misanthropy 
Cause when I want it, I break it, I burn it, I own it, I
have it, you'll see

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Collecting things that I've already owned 
I'm schizophrenic when I'm on the phone 
I guess that's why I'm never alone 
Cause I am never myself
He wants to feed me the pentagram cereal 
He puts the spoon in my mouth and I choke 
He push it farther and farther and farther down 
This stuff won't fit down my throat

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I got that special disease 
That knocks the shit out of me 
Cause when I break it, I buy it, I'll own it, I have it, I
love it, you'll see