Alice Practice lyrics
Hi
Scars, in you, son You shrug it off Except that you don't Better, it surely It don't fall out Said, I live low I lisp, I die Sugar shooting Bled with deadbeats Only crawl So your sad eyes Quite christian Blood Drop it, it's dead We drop it And took the body home Sad eyes Scars, I'm chopping dagger See you'll never walk Only stagger. Sad eyes Quite christian Blood
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