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Between ropes all life, can't let up Fight fiends with strife, fed up Life feels like it's sped up Drinking fluid only from red cups Loud noise equals life strats Keyboards, drums, strings and frets People think they having fun and don't fret Eating words from musicians, spoon fed I've led this life and it feels trife Reminiscing of time lost makes me reel and cry When brains feel like they're deep fried When the dream you worshiped, it seems lied. Riding every morning Hiding all the phoney feelings when your roaming You don't feel like going But the drugs just keep on flowing When women exist only for blowing When lean red eyes are showing The life you know is boring So it's either live a husk of party life Or a slow knife in your back as a part of hive.
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Jul 6, 2017
Jul 6, 2017 at 7:11 AM UTC
This concert must be unearthed.
Between ropes all life, can't let up Fight fiends with strife, fed up Life feels like it's sped up Drinking fluid only from red cups Loud noise equals life strats Keyboards, drums, strings and frets People think they having fun and don't fret Eating words from musicians, spoon fed I've led this life and it feels trife Reminiscing of time lost makes me reel and cry When brains feel like they're deep fried When the dream you worshiped, it seems lied. Riding every morning Hiding all the phoney feelings when your roaming You don't feel like going But the drugs just keep on flowing When women exist only for blowing When lean red eyes are showing The life you know is boring So it's either live a husk of party life Or a slow knife in your back as a part of hive.
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Zelos7
Jul 6, 2017
Jul 6, 2017 at 7:11 AM UTC
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