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Team Sleep Other

In 1969 I Killed A Man Of Mine In His Small Mind To The Town I Was Hunted Down By Hounds Hear The Nighthawks Cry The Voices Try And Hollow Hear The Crowd

When I Waved To You Then You Knew I Was Gone You Calmed Down So There In The Air Where I Can't Move I Say Just Say To You Goodbye My Love Goodbye

You Wanna Watch Me Watching You Lay They Parade Her Like I Do 'til You Walk Home While We Just Sit Here And Wait You Know Its All Wrong That This Was

I Drink Up I Drink Up Rich Cambodia Sailors Warning Facedown On The Pillow Sweet Dreams Of A Stuck Night In Jail Climbing Higher On Razor Wire Your

You thought I fell off, I ain't even slipped The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by You wanna sleep

through ya Smooth, I made it to free your mind to the rhythm I got designed when the world drop dimes This world you'll fine there's no other like my

the blue I don't be around here, I ain't hip to the news I don't know why that man clutchin' on that shit when you move I don't know why that other

Even got the suburbs yo On my team so you need a lot others yo Damm I got colors that ain't even on the rainbow You ain't changing nothing like you sleeping

the dick in your mouth Straight cock, we in the halls, yo there's other twat In Trife room, where them other hoe bitches flock Wigs got it popping, Du