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Hit it one more time for our men in uniform
(with a price apon their heads)
this is a war! sober up!
call it what you want, the color changes
up in the sun.
Not throwing stones at you anymore.
your name's in lights and i don't wonder anymore.
anymore.
All my x's live with hexes
this is why i hang myself with jealousy
apon a fencepost half-mast.
fashion: war between the guilty and the guilty
and the guilty and the guilty and the teen.
Not throwing stones at you anymore.
your name's in lights and i don't wonder anymore.
anymore.
Oh yeah, i would like to..kneel down like mice do.
as i'm crying in the beer of a drunkman.
and it's rotted, rotted, rotted!
Not throwing stones at you anymore.
your name's in lights and i don't wonder anymore.
anymore.
Oh yeah, i would like to..
i'd like to die like fucking mice do.
as i'm crying in the beer of a drunkman.
and i'm crying in the beer of a drunkman.
fashion.
fashion.
buy it.
load it.
shoot it.
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Hit it one more time for our men in uniform (with a price apon their heads) this is a war! sober up! call it what you want, the color changes up in the sun. Not throwing stones at you anymore. your name's in lights and i don't wonder anymore. anymore. All my x's live with hexes this is why i hang myself with jealousy apon a fencepost half-mast. fashion: war between the guilty and the guilty and the guilty and the guilty and the teen. Not throwing stones at you anymore. your name's in lights and i don't wonder anymore. anymore. Oh yeah, i would like to..kneel down like mice do. as i'm crying in the beer of a drunkman. and it's rotted, rotted, rotted! Not throwing stones at you anymore. your name's in lights and i don't wonder anymore. anymore. Oh yeah, i would like to.. i'd like to die like fucking mice do. as i'm crying in the beer of a drunkman. and i'm crying in the beer of a drunkman. fashion. fashion. buy it. load it. shoot it.
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