Your icy breath will still warm my heart
I hate these
I curse your name, I curse the earth you travelled
Erasing every memory I have of you
I hide the pictures
You wore out your welcome, like you wore me, to
You could be President if your daddy was first
If your
Dreams kill the image of the innocent that dies
That a
Dear Slim,
My favorite icon put the bong and the knife
I've watched as dreams slowly waste away and die
You are
Don't wait, don't wait
Don't wait, don't wait
You're way too late
Don't
Remember back when we were so close
Remember when we had
Strolling down the strip, we were straight strip tripping
Tipping all
I've never compared myself.
And I couldn't care anymore.
I've
Here's my song about gun control
As my politics begin to
Our Christmas bonus
Was spared with patience
While men who owned us
Took
Everybody stand up, get down
Move when I tell you to,
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