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| 1. |
| 3:45 | 
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| 2. |
| 4:19 | 
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Strength pose
End all Of the same Just leave it alone Talk soft, thick and warm And I'll paint myself all smiles For you to hold so close Piston, in constant maintenance So, swallow that cynicism boy It's ruining my air boy I'd be sleeping with it now If you hadn't bit it's wrist to the marrow Christ, it lies on the ground Face down and bleeding I know you won't have to tell me All that you've found if it's... Just cartilage I won't be there Shake your head... no... because It's beyond the wall And it's beyond them all And to listen to you Is to bring the bastard close To the damn thing Christ, it lies on the ground Face down it bled away And you didn't tell me all that you found was Just cartilage Holy shit man! |
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| 3. |
| 3:33 |
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| 4. |
| 3:52 |
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| 5. |
| 5:51 |
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| 6. |
| 3:41 |
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| 7. |
| 5:10 |
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| 8. |
| 3:52 |
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| 9. |
| 6:12 |
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| 10. |
| 3:28 |
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| 11. |
| 2:25 |
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| 12. |
| 3:21 |
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| 13. |
| 9:24 |
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