Always the same old taste just new injury
Well Ill wear the claws if youd like that
Yeah if youd like that we can ride on a black horse
A great new wave Hesparian death horse
I can call you when i get back
Yeah when I get back I will call
But dont speak, dont say nothing
In case we ever do meet again
Somethings wrong with you
Well I hope we never do meet again
You always sharpen your teeth cause youre like that
and youre like that everythime you pull heart back
And her compacts carving deeper in your lap
I would call but I forget where the phone is at
Guess ill thalk to you when I get back
Yeah when I get back I will call
But dont speak, dont say nothing
In case we ever should meet again
there are some things wrong with you
I hope we never do meet again
I hope we never do meet again
I hope we never do meet again
Somethings wrong with you... and I hope we never do meet again
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