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gave my love to thousands yesterdaynothing is wrong i am always a little lateprobably will probably won'tget this disease cut out of my throatall of a sudden you come my waybaby believeri won't be saved by morning afterstruggling my nameslave turned to masterhistory moansmouth of our fatherhistory moansmouth of my fathermouth of my fatheredge of my bedbenzedrine telephonestruggling to speaksicker than sickest dogfalling faster than a liar's grinwe need to be saved from the shit we're ini believe in youi have found the perfect wayto bring me downi won't be savedby all your yesterdayspiss on my gravepiss on the underlayhistory moansmouth of our fatherhistory moansmouth of our fathermouth of our fathermouth of our fathermouth of our fathermouth of our fathermouth of our father(solo)history moansit's the movement we're afterhistory moansit's the movement we're afterhistory moansit's the movement we're afterhistory moansmouth of our fathermouth of our fathermouth of our father
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