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One Minute Silence A Waste Of Things To Come

my head in a beer, that dizzy disease, disney indeed, dangle the carrot, watch the ass feed. Never questioning the hand that bleeds, less brain than present day Cobain, global destruction at the touch of a button a

my head in a beer, that dizzy disease, disney indeed, dangle the carrot, watch the ass feed. Never questioning the hand that bleeds, less brain than present day Cobain, global destruction at the touch of a button a

Revere When he catches himself giggling He forces up a sneer Though he'd rather have a milk shake He keeps forcing down the beer Just another folkie, late in coming

, no [Silencer] Another day another hyna's telling me she wants to kick it You calling me all of the time and you won't even waste a minute So tell me

In a New York Minute Everything can change In a New York Minute Things can get a little strange In a New York Minute Everything can change In a

GURL...... SILENCER: ANOTHER DAY AND OTHER HYNAS TELLING ME SHE WANTS TO KICK IT. U CALLING ME ALL OF THE TIME AND U WONT EVEN WASTE A MINUTE. SO TELL

look Used to be a straight a student, now he's a crook Robbin people just to smoke or shoot up Used to have a crew cut, now he's a pooh-put Dropped out

look Used to be a straight a student, now he's a crook Robbin people just to smoke or shoot up Used to have a crew cut, now he's a pooh-put Dropped out

look Used to be a straight a student, now he's a crook Robbin people just to smoke or shoot up Used to have a crew cut, now he's a pooh-put Dropped out