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Kill the Weathermen
I'm sick of sixth-sense headaches
Stop the Weathermen
I'm sick of sixth-sense headaches
Here comes the guilt trip
Black and red and bluish-green
Here comes the guilt trip
Getting older in my dreams
Fuck the weathermen
I'm sick of sixth-sense headaches
Fuck the weathermen
I'm sick of sixth-sense headaches
Here comes the guilt trip
Black and red and bluish-green
Here comes the guilt trip
Getting older in my dreams
I love you, I know you
I'm sick of sixth-sense headaches
Stop the Weathermen
I'm sick of sixth-sense headaches
Black and red and bluish-green
Here comes the guilt trip
Getting older in my dreams
I'm sick of sixth-sense headaches
Fuck the weathermen
I'm sick of sixth-sense headaches
Black and red and bluish-green
Here comes the guilt trip
Getting older in my dreams
Song Info
Submitted by
ken Braley On May 13, 2002
More Good Morning Reality
Stressed Spelled Backwards For Relief
Sweetest Dilemma
Hovering
I Give Up
In The Woods
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