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Hey y'all
I'm marryin' that girl
With the pain and don't lie
Liquify your meaning
But you wont
Tell her you miss her
(she's sleeping? )

And i turn ...
And you go
But it tastes like her

Dont tell her you love her
Shes with me
I know you (? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? )
I wont tell her i miss her
(she's not feeling sore? )

'cause i turn.....
And your so...
But it tastes like mud

But why don't you hate me
But thats ok 'cause i hate you too
I'm leaving here
And you won
Shut the fuck up!!

(? ? ? )
Leavin tomorrow
(you might be that girl? )
Leave to mud
Your my girl
Even god needs ....

A girl...
In soul
But it tastes like mud!

But why don't you hate me
But thats ok 'cause i hate you too
Im leaving here
And you won
Shut the fuck up!!!

Leave it to god
You were a girl
Leave it to god
He might be a girl
Leave it to god
To find a girl.

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