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The Restricted Cerebral Capacity Lyrics

She"s waiting for the black uncle, dressed all in white
She has her womb full of blood
An unintentional implement of physical satisfying
Let at disposal of a restricted cerebral capacity
Scars that will never get healed up
Forced simulation of comfort
A v*****l alien having a ride through the body
She might defy one day
And will not feel like a used implement of physical satisfying... of the restricted cerebral capacity
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