New Kind Of Low: Low/Coma lyrics
I push the limits of good taste
Whenever I open my mouth You got a worm in your ear Like Chekou from Kahn Shame! Shame I hit a new kind of low Shame! shame I hit a new kind of low All the way from South Dakota I like a green leprechaun She got a sun dress in heat He got his latex gloves on Shame! Shame I hit a new kind of low Shame! Shame I hit a new kind of low Shame! Shame I hit a new kind of low Shame! Shame I hit a new kind of low And if you ever come here You're tweaking on the phone I got a new connection I never leave the light on Shame! Shame I hit a new kind of low Shame! Shame I hit a new kind of low Shame! Shame I hit a new kind of low Shame! Shame I hit a new kind of low All the time a loss Black like you were blessed I was sobered blind Let you take me there And laughed loud when you found I was devoured, devoured Devoured, devoured, devoured Devoured, devoured, devoured Devoured
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