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Melvins - Goggles lyrics
Of weak intesity of sheer velocity Silver boy gone but he left his hand Happpy to chain Leave all his things Get right and heave it May be taste a few Disguise dis all of you Violence try to make me follow I'm not a dog But yes I will Untell my visions clear I'll not fith here The last thing I need is time to feed |
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