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Flight Of Bird
02:06
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clipped
eclipsed
by my own desire
to fly
tonight I die
tonight I die
tonight tonight tonight
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I wipe my tears with your bitches pussy
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before my aunt bit the dust
she said that I was drinking too much
but still frequently my lips to a cup
it's funny sometimes we don't listen to the ones we love
the father the son
like father to son
I've got my lips on this gun
hang loose
hang tight
I'm gonna hang myself
hang upside down
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4. |
Take Them To Dog World
01:11
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oh
I've been punched 8(13) times this year
and I can't count how many beers
you''ll hear us shout we're really out here
because we're really out here
I'm still smarter than everybody
I'm still smarter than your papi (fuck)
oh
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this house needs help
you're all talking to yourselves
I watched my hands melt
so tell me what it was that I felt oh
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6. |
Wild Irish Rose
02:17
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7. |
Slows
02:10
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don't go burning down your parents kitchen
your'e drowning I'm not sure that I can help you
and as much as I'd like to try
I can't get too involved in your life
and how could I help you when I can't even help myself
so Ill help myself to another one oh
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and tonight I slept alone
you tried to call me on the phone
it's sad to see how far you've fallen
and I get the feeling that I might have caused it
I'm sorry for what I did to you
I'm sorry for what I did to you
I'll show you how to feel
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I would chase your crashing hovercraft
I could see it as it blazed across the sky
I could lie and tell you that you mean anything to me at all
that you mean anything to me at all
that you mean anything to me at all
(Chris and band)
hey yah
hey yah (ah)
hey yah
hey yah (ah)
I saw an alien crash into the desert like
and I looked at you and I hold our heads tight
and we thinking to each other
maybe tonight
maybe tonight we
maybe tonight
maybe tonight we could
maybe tonight
maybe tonight
maybe tonight
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(Squirrel)
I don't know where my flow went
that shit's gone it's never coming back
I don't know where my flow went
It's not here it's gone somewhere else
I don't know where my flow went
your flow is all gone so I'm getting kind of shitty
getting kind of lame
getting insane
but no one has a name
you gotta get the same thing
don't be so lame
you ain't got no game
when everyone's the same
when no one has a name
that shit's always lame
(Sean Matthew Cross)
yuh I'm fucking yo bitch in the asshole (yo)
she like my asshole
so she lick my asshole
I eat her asshole like some groceries (yo)
but I don't need no groceries no ooh
(Chuck Dusty)
I don't need no groceries (oh)
and if that bitch is fat she best be close to me (close to me)
uh I don' even know how to rap
but I like to eat food 'cause I'm fat (woo)
yo yo yo yo
(Down Stairs Neighbor)
yeah and i can't even drink yet
'cause it's not even time to hit the bar
but if i do I will pass the exam
and my teacher says that i will go far
when I'm in her car
and she's givin' me some head
and her husband says she shouldn't give me anymore bread (no bread)
(nah)
now I'm pissed I gotta go get your groceries instead (no)
(Chuck Dusty)
get me a bakers dozen of doughnuts (yo)
and some ecstasy bitch we'll go nuts (bow)
(Sean Matthew Cross)
that bitch goes nuts for my doughnuts (bow bow bow bow bow bow bow bow)
I go nuts on yo bitch (bow) (boom)
with my dick
wow
(Squirrel)
I cant' tell you how many times I've been lied to
by some guy
(Lil Big Coob)
Dr.Pepper Dr.Pepper Dr. Pepper
damn (pooping pooping) (pooping)
fucking (poop)
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11. |
Death Of Bird
01:58
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I blacked out on new years
and the two days after that
I was unemployed my twentieth year
I still don't have a car fuck I don't even have a license
all of my tears
they come down like waterfalls
all of these beers
I'm drowning in this alcohol
all of my peers
encourage me in my downfall
all of these beers
I'm drowning in this alcohol
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12. |
What Now
02:16
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