1. |
Bundy
02:47
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Don't you wanna ride with me
Ride in my car
I blacked out the back of the windows
You won't see your family behind
All I wanted
Was to get high
All I needed
Was a ripe old sunny day
And she walked away
And they never saw
Her facial features
Ever again
So when you wanna talk with me
Come look me in the eye
Don't you know the truth
Is better told with lies
All I wanted
Was to get high
All I needed
Was a ripe old sunny day
Don't you wanna ride with me
Ride in my car
I burned out the back of the windows
You won't see your family again
All I wanted
Was to get high
All I needed
Was a ripe old sunny day
And she walked away
And they never saw
Her facial features
Ever again
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i_SCULPT_myself (Live)
01:43
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I saw you there
Through a crack in your bathroom mirror
I wish this was
Another man's trigger
i_SCULPT_myself
i_SCULPT_myself
It's a brand new me
There's no more weed
It's only beer
Unless it's free
i_SCULPT_myself
i_SCULPT_myself
I know you're there
So don't be shy
I'm not scared
You're just high
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