Cut
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Cut
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You'll meet the really means to betray
My flesh is going down
Watch my nervous breakdown
Cut, cut, cut my senses out
Cut, cut, cut my senses
You don't need to speak
You don't bring me what i need
You don't breed rotten seeds
You don't bring me what i need
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Garbage Dogs performs "Cut", and this lyric page sits inside the Garbage Dogs catalog on LyroVerse.
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