As I lay lying to the limit of my chain I stand and pivot a perfect circle Move me that blue brown and purple Your wedding gift that remains
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Do re mi fa soak captive for so long Somersaults underwater are walking through the grandest lover With a temperature of 103 That's the temperature my cheek can leave
Forgive and shut up ratchet it up once again a soul one feet mongler 3 legged hands in hunger With a temperature of 103 The three beasts are released on me So far that's all I got G a s o l i n e (x...)