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Discount - Math Won't Miss You lyrics
the weapon is not your out all loaded and wanting to unload ammunition, shotgun definition of you passing out holes unaccidental easier sold than set upon with a fever your sense of direction saturates into the parade tightrope and so on the wanting edge get rid of some excess excess red and your dead batteries scrub all the carpets turn over mattress burn all your outfits draw drape the windows no more adults no more show no more arrest no more business go home no more hands like traffic static like they ripped your lips off and you can't say a word tightrope and so on the wanting edge get rid of some excess excess red and your dead batteries shoving into shadows into being the spy blowing smoke on the flowers they take your spine every time when it's all blown over wil you be the revolver and count your cards lost all you had when you started doing math on your arms |
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