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Chemlab - Pyromance lyrics
Sink my finger in your hair, the sweat and the smell of our liquid affair, in a gasoline burn our bodies will churn with a flick of the switch you're plugged in to the itch...my battery got a charge with my finger triggering your sparkplug, I felt that speedy booss when you bent down and licked my boots heady and headed in the direction of soma crash-car intersection it's called "why don't we do it on the road" or at least that's what I am told |
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