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Trashed Ambulance
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Smelly Business
Mending our fingers clogged with wasabi could make the burns just feel so right. When you wish you had another place to go. One to own for a least this night. Chasing castles with the high-strung assholes for a room to rent a place to hide. Who shot the Crip and the cop and the cocksucker? This hotel is a dive
Why must I always teethe? Strong yet I never believe Wrong cause I feel I'm diseased Gone no I'm really diseased
Throw her a line, she weeps for a white one. Pass my day with some weed on her floor. This working world just don't please me, so I grab my board and head to the shore. Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I wonder if I'll ever find. This razor burn out healing ride. A dive between a wave so gold. Come crashing threw seemed incredible
The fascia's straight a task that aids. Another step to hide the hate. That binds my fate. I procrastinate. That I might age to evaporate. Let this rage decapitate. Let it take well let I make my smelly business known
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