It's a joke I play three times a day
To sticky magazines
Tired wrist and greasy fist
Erotic sister scenes
Bitter, unreal, too worn out to feel
Resisting, grasping and never lasting
And nulling out my pleasure
So I never know what's real
Three times a day, three times I see
Just how pathetic my need can be
Three times a day, three times I see
Just how pathetic my need can be
Three times a day, three times I see
Just how pathetic my need can be
You got it, brother

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