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Find It. Fuck It. Forget It.
автор:
Raymond Watts
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I'm puttin' up a levy to keep the ragin' River of manure from my front door My pay off was pity I'm ready for more I've got a sucker punched tarred and feathered heart It can beat no more in vain Like the bitterest pill with your sordid thrill You run a franchise on my pain You can't Find it, [bad word] it, forget it, forever Find it, [bad word] it, forget it, forever The best that can be said for you Is you couldn't get no worse We ride side by side on the liquorice ride My heart is a hole you make one More slip and I fall... To the bottom of the barrel The more I pour The more I pain The more I burn With loss and shame You can't Find it, [bad word] it, forget it, forever Find it, [bad word] it, forget it, forever
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