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THE F-UPS >> Merchandise Links
THE F-UPS
You wanna know just like before Well I dont really think you need our fucking explanation For how we read and how we write Too much of that is a social abomination And death becomes your one reality It's outta my hand what you think of me Let's rip down this enterprise so Why don't we wrong the right Take two steps back and three more forward fuck All your lie and this bitch I cant afford Too much is gone its such a waste Too much of that now I fucking lost my taste
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