my license
my health
ripped off my dick
came after me over bud
i 'll still forgive them
each and every one
got to
gotta do things the way
they were done
on bright
shiny days
when i trusted the world
was always getting better
and pledged my alleigence to the flag
with wild waves of meloncholia and love breaking HOT
on my chest
my crotch
my trigger finger
heart and soul, baby,
heart and soul . . .
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