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My up to the maker
My head's in the bomb
I in bloated vision
And I you on the phone

My beats so atomic
And I spill the sweat of
A mouth to a hundred
And my lips split all

I think this pig will just explode
Sometimes I hope this just goes on
Well, stuff myself in a pit of darkness
And I'll slam 'til I see home

you like to hope for Eden
That I keep a hand?
Do you want to the syrup
Of a year old man?

Shall we fuck each other's
Let momentum do its
Keep our shrieking urges
In our burned out heads

Well, I sense a slight
Was it something that I

Sometimes I think pig will just explode
Sometimes I hope this just goes on
Well, I'll stuff in a pit of darkness
And I'll slam 'til I see home

Dropping off the of nowhere
Everything I've ever

ever known
I've known
I've ever
I've known
I've ever

This is what you for
Now this is what get

Sometimes I think pig will just explode
Sometimes I hope this torture just on
Well, I'll myself in a pit of darkness
And I'll slam 'til I see home

Dropping off the of nowhere
Everything I've ever

I've ever
I've known
ever known
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