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you come on like gang busters laying it thick a (boring of sleepstack?) lost in the sticks it's warm for a witch trial, don't you agree cold are the hands that would ever touch me you got the energy of a classic creep with sex vibe from miles and shark eyes asleep no intuition no need to (slooth?) a bore is a man who would sully my youth a one minute story is all that you are a song undeveloped beyond the first bar for all of your hustle what did you win woe is the man with a cheshire cat grin you criticize life you criticize fame you criticize situations you've never been in but done for the day times what comes soon enough alright the panic is leaking from every clear pore your enemies weaken a sideline torch some room for the crucifix on the scold full of racks (?) alright I'm in love with the people I'm in love with the saint I'm in the love with the soldier from Baltimore Baltimore Baltimore Baltimore |
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