It's a shoreline
And it's half speed
It's a cruel world
And it's
You're like a messiah, pal
Little kingdoms in your chest
I
Used to be one of the rotten ones and
My favorite band, is a witch
Find themselves in poet corners,
You come in, check my time
You've got fornication crimes
I've seen
Until the day you died
You always had lived
You were right,
Let me take you on, we'll get high just a
(Check it)
Disappear like I come in your world
Five is
Heard about your wife and kids where we slept
Felt their
Well, I got shot right in the back
And you were
It's all gonna break
Well it's all gonna break
When I was
All your kind, they're coming clean
They shut their eyes, their
Looks just like the sun, looks just like you
Looks just
All these people drinking lover's spit
They sit around and
I'm just coming here to come down
I could be here,
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