Graham Repulski - At The Pain Olympics | Текст песни

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• At The Pain Olympics

In the sand, there's a mountain
And it bleeds into song
Where our haunted mothers cry
Where our haunted mothers cry

It shakes the ex-god
Of his touching derangement
And sucks his little ego dry
Sucks his little ego dry

Because I've got gasoline
I got no in-between
If ever I get stoned about it:
Ground up the celibate sluts
Pound it out and nobody comes

And the pain she abandoned,
In a brain with the sand and crying,
Echoes the refrain
Crying, echoes the refrain

Because I've got gasoline
I got no in-between
If ever I get stoned about it:
Round up the celibate sluts
Pound it out and nobody comes

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