Now the smoke has passed
I'm staring up at the ceiling
The
Scratch off all your scabs
And let some blood
Soak in the
Say
Got a phone call
A dead ringer
Screams in my ear
Scratch my
Do you feel green?
Well, I'm greener than you
I want to
Has anybody seen Juan Pablo Shoe?
Little boy, so much floats
You have two sides
You'll just have to choose
If you go,
There's this older man
An alcoholic plead, oh
And update all his
The night was telling tales of a deeper shade of
Let's go outside
And burn our shirts
You burnt my hair
You're such
Presently impaired
I've been up all night
My kids got attached
Like a
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