One, two, three
His head it walks
Moving bound next to keep your hands are all I do
Stop acting spacial
Gotta doin’ it my way
We’re gonna take his
Get on that highway
Surprised I say it baby, I can’t let it breathe
Just give us one more chance to get back on our feet
Give all our keys, all of our meals, all of our plans
Just keep a cool head or a rent boy on his hands
Bet that sounded nice
Woo
Woke up this morning
I wanted a plan
You took our money, shoot some jizz out from the mouth
Left on the highway, fire
We only left at two miles but we’re travelling down the line
I’d know this two pound or I’ll out your room
Since change your hand
So while you’re here, I’d to give about
On the acid, down for the fall
Woo
Everything changed
Right?
That’s why all your hopes are buried beneath the earth
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