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Lyrics To The Song 'Chucky'
Seed of chucky, Glen Ray

I don’t know much about myself, I know I’m an orphan, I know I’m a freak, and of course I know that I’m Japanese. But why do I have such terrible nightmares, filled with hate and blood and guts? I’m not like that at all, I wouldn’t even hurt a fly, oh there he goes, back to his family, oh I envy him. Sometimes I wonder about my parents, are they san masters? Did they serve the emperor? Oh sometimes i wonder what my mom and dad are really like.
Pardon me, sir. Sorry. Sorry, sir. Don't mind me. Excuse me. Oh dear. Mom? Dad? I've dreamed of this moment all my life. I know this must come as quite a shock. It's going to be an adjustment for all of us. Look, I still have the necklace you left
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