1. |
popping bubbles
00:54
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spit, chew, swallow
popping bubble gum
see me in a bridesveil
no halitosis, yum
yum yum yum
gotta get some
gum gum gum
gotta get some
yum yum yum
gotta get some
gum gum gum
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2. |
sadie malady
02:53
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this is my bed
this is my head
and all the other things instead
i sold my mantra so i can fuck
there is no love like
mother daughter
son and father
i dont bother
it smells like bleach
velvet cpr incubation
we're still fucking
i sold my mantra so i can fuck
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3. |
vicinity
02:49
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i cannot follow you out
salt to taste
through nose and mouth
we dont touch
yeah we dont fuck
cancer rent
the bed is made
moving in and out of focus
he breaks the shell of body
i could never get to know him
he's a saint
yeah he's a priest
we don't touch
yeah we dont fuck
cancer rent
the bed is made
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