
Needs Duct Tape Songtext
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The need for stitches means nothing to me
Suck it up, tape it shut, don't you
cry over a little cut
A fistful of quarters and a knife to the leg
This ain't
no death letter so stop crying the blues
At the end of the day it needs duct
tape
This whole thing was your fault
I
drank the milk my teeth were sitting in
I'll get used to the pain that's
lingering
Cry for sympathy, I handed you salt
Suck it up, tape it shut, don't you
cry over a little cut
A fistful of quarters and a knife to the leg
This ain't
no death letter so stop crying the blues
At the end of the day it needs duct
tape
This whole thing was your fault
I
drank the milk my teeth were sitting in
I'll get used to the pain that's
lingering
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