I live on oxygen, a bastard monkey boy
Do what the hell I like, I’m no celestial toy
Your goddess is bathed in gold while keeping us in line
We’re killing each other for a woman in the sky
Ooh, I’m not made, I’m not made by design
How can you be, can you be satisfied?
Ooh, I’m not made, I’m not made by design
How can you be, can you be satisfied?
Ooh
This kiss in the parking lot is turning me to stone
You take the sweetest thing and claim it as your own
Ooh, I’m not made, I’m not made by design
How can you be, can you be satisfied?
Ooh, I’m not made, I’m not made by design
How can you be, can you be satisfied?
You take the sweetest thing and claim it as your own
Ooh, I’m not made, I’m not made by design
How can you be, can you be satisfied?
Ooh, I’m not made, I’m not made by design
How can you be, can you be satisfied?
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