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Glitch Bomb Lyrics

I snort bricks, through a gold straw
Been outta work since 84
[My] diamond machete, turns wrong to right
Can’t see the bacon, for the pigs in flight

Fat roll of hundred dollar fuses
Stuff ‘em in the mouth of a fine Jamaican

You’ve been bottle fed, dropped on your head
Don’t care if you bleed in bed
Skinny dip in a sea of razor blades
I am your tongue, this is what you say

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Now you’re busily rotting away
To leather, sticks and insanity
The charming boy, a train wreck hymn
His life has become a coping mechanism

Hey buddy, got a match?
Gets me in the mood for obliterating

Butterfly with iron cross wings
A smile slides across my canines
Golden cannon, letter from Kurt
I got something to tell you and it’s gunna hurt

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jayden13 On Apr 21, 2011
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