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There's no pep in my step, no glide in my stride The pain's agressed, all in due time Seeping sinkholes, our pet peeves Incorrigible succotash, your crows feet Buy low end Desire high end Broken records Break world records That body slam has left me abatic Tried being the better person, look what that did A seismic toss cost me the use of my legs I did my best, that's what they all say Buy low end Desire high end Broken records Break world records
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Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 3:05 PM UTC
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There's no pep in my step, no glide in my stride The pain's agressed, all in due time Seeping sinkholes, our pet peeves Incorrigible succotash, your crows feet Buy low end Desire high end Broken records Break world records That body slam has left me abatic Tried being the better person, look what that did A seismic toss cost me the use of my legs I did my best, that's what they all say Buy low end Desire high end Broken records Break world records
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Colombian
Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 3:05 PM UTC
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