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New York soothing
My itchy month of May
has passed for Ms. Onassis
Decay on

I wanna go down
I don't wanna go
I wanna go down like she did

And I can't why
Something gotta die
Before we it

Mumbled talk through Pigeon
And is wasting away
Religiously they to sin
Buy, or trade for amens

I don't wanna feel
I just wanna feel
I just don't wanna feel like they

body for sound
Trade my coat for a
Now way up in my
You I love you just a little bit more

Raisin' down to chin
Smoke smoke they all trickle in
Anythin', for
And up with nothin'

Simple young man
all over his hands
He's sleepin', not so

mop the floors for you all
I'm a fly on the
big and listenin'

Burned a hand of a friend of
And now Bub I
That you fly a mile high
You told me nothing's ever gonna come

And nothing's ever gonna between
Nothing's ever gonna come
My truck and me