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Melvins - #2 Pencil lyrics
#2 Pencil inside me And the lead is yards deep in my face Lick your tongue Flat on the glass lathe Smell the smell, the big P of this Roll your head, chop my blood in yours Leech the pain they drove in us Count on this: Call off the land, true To be used, and then you call me yours. |
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