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Ministry - Crumbs lyrics
Yeah You're down there shooting blanks from broken guns You fire all day long and still not hit a fucking one Don't wanna know what some sick (sniper(?)) fuck considers fun Prob'ly throw a party, served melted ice cream over crumbs Just crumbs Just crumbs You prob'ly lick more ass than anyone I guess you like the taste of shit on your tongue No matter what you order the same thing will come A plate of refried shit just covered in crumbs Just crumbs Just crumbs "I never had a life. I don't even know what life is." "Have you? Have you? Have you?" "I have what you'd call a life." "Everday of my life." "I have what you'd call a life." |
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