The Whoopass Girls - They Kill Gods, Don't They? | Текст песни

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you want a loud song?
well i've got a loud heart
i've got an aching stomach
and no lucky stars

this rain on my car is baptism
and everyone i meet is wiped just the same
and the night is soaking in
i'm drowning slow, anchoring my throat

and i swear i'm gonna make it thru this year
i swear i'm gonna find myself in the mirror
without climbing thru, without punching thru again
(and again)

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