The summers here and I'm fucking stoked. Got a Killer itch in the back of my throat. The kind of itch that can only be scratched by a motherfucking coke. Play some shows here and there. We're gonna tread some water and catch some air. Gotta pad near the park? A house on the bech? Cokes in the fridge? Cause thats what we need.
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