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Aug. 30th, 2011|02:32 am |
Slow Chick
Talking to some slow chick I can see her through the fog I can manage situations This ain't very hard indeed
Slow chick... Act quick... Come on girl, are you slipping out of your mind Slow chick... Act quick... Get it together Come along, break out of this crowd
But wait, this room is fading black It seems I'm loosing grip on life Is this the sound of screaming crowd Or is it me now hitting ground
Slow chick... Act quick... Come on girl, are you slipping out of your mind Slow chick... Act quick... Get it together Come along, break out of this crowd
All your fake nazi clubs Where you drink and talk Ain't nothing more than pale copy Of hitlerjugend camp
Here she is again Floating in my eyesight How can I win her over Are there any right moves? |
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