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Nov 13, 2004 03:16

weeds whipping against my calves and a crystal night on the tracks
milwaukee's best (beast) pouring down my throat
but only after i've tried to pour someone's spit down first
it isn't working anymore, darling, this shit i try to pull...
i try to pull the wool over my own eyes and leave you staring
a t m y o w n e x p e n s e
i'm charging too much for the tickets to this gun show
if you want to see i'll cock 'em for free
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