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Understand, once he was a family man
So surely I would never, ever go through it first hand
Emulate all the shit my mother hates
I can't help but demonstrate my Freudian fate
My alibi for taking your guy
History repeats itself, it fails to die
And animal aggression is my downfall
I don't care about what you got, I want it all
It's bricked up in my head, It's shoved under my bed
And I question myself again "What is it 'bout men?"
My destructive side has grown a mile wide
And I question myself again "What is it 'bout men?"
What is it 'bout men?
It's bricked up in my head, It's shoved under my bed
And I question myself again "What is it 'bout men?"
My destructive side has grown a mile wide
And I question myself again "What is it 'bout men?"
It's bricked up in my head, It's shoved under my bed
And I question myself again "What is it 'bout men?"
My destructive side has grown a mile wide
And I question myself again "What is it 'bout men?"
What is it 'bout men?