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enjoy summer in hell

in a coupe
I swear we drove
an oil
and the shacks on the
trade for water jugs

in a beat up
weeds it dark in these parts
the lines on the road could screw like the steeple

I don't to go to jail
I want to go to jail
I want to go to jail
and say I'm

sound the alarm
me some time to hide
ring the
the alarm
sound the alarm

rich
you're
you're a wealthy
atop a hill of pennies, too high to her
and my love just like a golden tooth

camomile for nerves of
you mass market your mass
and the devil riding shotgun prays for summer in

I don't want to go to
I don't to go to jail
I don't want to go to
and say I'm

the alarm inside
give me time to hide
ring the
the alarm
sound the alarm

in a coupe
I we drove through
an oil
and the shacks on the
hats for water jugs

I don't want to go to
I don't want to go to
I want to go to jail
and say I'm

sound the alarm
me some time to hide
ring the
ring the
the alarm inside

enjoy summer in hell