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Daughters - Pants, Meet Shit lyrics
yeah that camouflage cross like a glistening member. like sickly choir singing itself blue in the face. grotesque and unflattering. it's an empty gesture, it's on its way to the big screen, and it will be the biggest shit-storm this town has ever seen. |
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