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Well I'm just a bag of guts and stuff,
And I'm all bloody inside.
A thin layer of skin is all that holds it in,
And I'm all bloody inside.
And if you see me, oh,
Don't want to be me, no,
You'd probably close your eyes,
And inside me well it's dark and gross as hell,
I'm not a pretty sight,
Cause and I'm all bloody inside.
I'm just a walkin' talkin' bag of guts and stuff,
And I'm all bloody inside.
If you want to get to know me,
Then I suggest you start on the outside,
Cause I'm sure that's my good side,
And if you see me, oh,
Don't want to be me, no,
You'd probably close your eyes,
And inside me well it's dark and gross as hell,
And I'm not a pretty sight,
Cause and I'm all bloody inside,
Cause and I'm all bloody inside.
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