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Deftones - Minus Blindfold lyrics
Done feeding, I leaned back head rested on the couch's top Must leave the house soon, mean gone, 'cause my pops, he's hot Grab my blue backpack, My walkman, grip my bicycle Because I know my friends are waiting at the door I'm feeling loose like you, just fucking around and shit 'til that comes fifty-five, I'm twenty-six Let me go I give more And you know I fold I Come at me come come My activites don't cross but they create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you to Asking for it, like we got Yes we cross but we create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you - shit fuck'em You let this screw I thought they knew you But when you turned your back I know they're going do You had to prove me right and then we did And that son of a bitch he swerved almost hit two kids I'm feeling heartless, I'm feeling hate So when there's nothin' but the real swing in her fuckin' rape No - one - me No choice Let me go I get bored And you know I'm fuckin' flown Come on - come - come My activities don't cross but they create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you to Threaten me court, like we got Yeah we cross but we create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you, burn Let me go I give more And you know - ohh So good We could And We learned to cry And Lift Me up Come on - come My activities don't cross but they create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you Dis me court, like we got Yeah we cross but we cried You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you - up |
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