khashka
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Thu Apr-27-06 01:32 AM
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Early Thursday morning lyrics |
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I'll start this off without any words I got so high I scratched 'till I bled I love myself better than you I know it's wrong so what should I do? The finest day that I've ever had Was when I learned to cry on command I love myself better than you I know it's wrong so what should I do?
I'm on a plain, mmmm I can't complain, mmmm I'm on a plain, mmmm
My mother died every night It's safe to say, don't quote me on that I love myself better than you I know it's wrong so what should I do? The black sheep got blackmailed again Forgot to put on the zip code I love myself better than you I know it's wrong so what should I do?
I'm on a plain, mmmm I can't complain, mmmm I'm on a plain, mmmm
Somewhere I have heard this before In a dream my memory has stored As a defence I'm neutered and spayed What the hell am I trying to say?
It is now time to make it all clear To write off lines that don't make sense I love myself better than you I know it's wrong so what should I do? And one more special message to go And then I'm done, and I can go home I love myself better than you I know it's wrong so what should I do?
I'm on a plain I can't complain I'm on a plain I can't complain I'm on a plain I can't complain I'm on a plain I can't complain I'm on a plain...
Khash.
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wildhorses
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Thu Apr-27-06 08:16 AM
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the dope just pours out of those lyrics...
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