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New York soothing
My itchy month of May
Time has passed for Ms.
on display

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

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

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

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

Hollow for sound
Trade my for a gown
Now way up in my
You know I love you just a little bit

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

pimpled young man
Sores all over his
He's sleepin', not so

I'll mop the 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 me nothing's ever gonna come between

And ever gonna come between
Nothing's ever gonna between
My dump and me