Rotten device, I'll say it twice I'm too much I'm too much comforted here Costs too much too much, we'll leave you Everywhere eyes, nowhere to die No place to shove your sharpened heel I'm looking looking for a tired face In case you wanted to go I know, I'm breathing in to the end
Calling the bluffs, talking so tough Goodbye to the ugly steeple fear Good times for ever after I'm just a man You see who I am I'm binding my hooks And open the books Dirty black hearts Angel of corpus cristi You're so misty, tell me what I want to hear I know I'm reeling in...[x2] To the end [x4]
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