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Cymbals Eat Guitars
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Child Bride
Child Bride You were my best friend 'Til your dad slapped the living shit out of you In front of me And I could see You leave your body I knew we were through
Well you let me keep your Dreamcast When she picked up and moved you south You didn't say I went one day to call on you And found an empty house Skeletor of the the liquor store The bitch took you away
Some years later I played in Orlando You came out and your hair was box dyed black You told me all about your new girlfriend How she turned you on to crack I said, 'Man, I can't Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com My heart would My heart would explode'
Slow the years down Lose your twenties Loaded all the time
Slow the years down Lose your twenties Loaded all the time
Slow the years down Lose your twenties Loaded all the time
Slow the years down Lose your twenties Loaded all the time
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