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Concrete Floor

Hard and cold It sure ain't gold A slab A ton Engage the gun Hard as steel These chains are real Voice and sound It breaks you down Hurt and pain Drives you insane I'll give you more If you explore Walk through that door Claim down these steps Beneath my concrete floor

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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