Just One Minute And Thirty-Six Seconds Closer To S - текст песни
Just One Minute And Thirty-Six Seconds Closer To S
Got my corpse paint on in the woods with my tape of "I want the one I can't have" Recorded about fifty fuckin times in my walkman to stay, 'cause it's my nightmare matinee today, but pray let's not make this into a lip service, okay? Or a church service play, cuz funeral's serve us for an extended stay. Return policy holders candle lights cold shoulders' descents towards early graves. Candle light mass graves on Christmas this may.
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