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SEVEN MARY THREE >> Merchandise Links
SEVEN MARY THREE
that's my other hand, open and empty it wants one too I guess that's my other jaw, swollen and shameless it talks too much I know and another singer is born, with every sip I take wash away my words, just like my flesh and bone and they're barking at me, yeah they're working on me just like my favourite dog geronimo, look out below I love that rusty water like it was my favourite dog geronimo, look out below I love that rusty water like it was my favourite dog that's my other head, open and bleeding it thinks too much I guess that's my other eye, swollen but fearless it's seen too much I know and another singer is killed with every sip I take drain away my words, just like my flesh and bone and they're working on me, yeah they're working one me just like my favourite dog
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