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| Moist Silver Into Everything Quarter slot, the pictures hot You can be so damn ugly Flickering is sickening the show Sexual, intellectual Feel so raw, makes me crazy Pocket full of quarters left to go I said I'm fine, work the line Punch the clock it never meant that much Wake up wake up its here again Whiskey shot drink it up One more bottle just wash the cut away Into everything My wife's alone, the kids at home She can be so damn ugly Her face is blurred without a word to say I spray the dream with gasoline Just one match be so easy Splatterings of you along the way I said I'm find, work the line Punch the clock it never meant that much Wake up wake up its here again On a whim stole the car heard a shot ring out It seemed so far away Into everything Quarter slot, the pictures hot You can be so damn ugly Flickering is sickening the show Sexual, intellectual Feel so raw, makes me crazy Pocket full of quarters left to go to go to go now |
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