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NOTHING TO BARK ABOUT And I make you It doesn't matter to you My mother doesn't like you at all She says your eyes are too small But it doesn't really matter at all I want to see you I want to feel you I want to be you Fly on the wall My bones are old and small But it doesn't matter at all And my mother is me My mind is you Nothing is, but it's small But it doesn't really matter at all |
