Queer
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You learn to love the pain you feel ... like father like son. You're nothing special here ... the queerest of the queer.>

Hey boy, take a look at me
Let me dirty up your mind
I'll strip away your heart veneer
And see what I can find

The queerest of the queer
The strangest of the strange
The coldest of the cool
The lamest of the lame
The numbest of the dumb
I hate to see you here
Your choke behind a smile
A fate behind the fear

The queerest of the queer

This is what he pays me for
I'll show you how it's done
You learn to love the pain you feel
Like father, like son

The queerest of the queer
Hide inside your head
The blindest of the blind
The deadest of the dead
You're hungry cause you starve
By holding back the tears
Choking on your smile
A fate behind the fear
Queerest of the queer

I know what's good for you
(You can touch me if you want)
I know you're dying to
(You can touch me if you want)
I know what's good for you
(You can touch me if you want)
But you can't stop

The queerest of the queer
The strangest of the strange
The coldest of the cool
The lamest of the lame
The numbest of the dumb
I hate to see you here
Your choke behind a smile
A fake behind the fear

The queerest of the queer
The strangest of the strange
The coldest of the cool
You're nothing special here
A fake behind the fear
The queerest of the queer

(The queerest of the queer)

I know what's good for you
I know you're dying to
I know what's good for you
I bet you're dying to


(You can touch me if you want)
You can touch me if you want
You can touch me
You can touch me
But you can't stop)
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