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gave my love to a thousand yesterdays ::
nothing is wrong ::
i am always a little late ::
probably will probably won't ::
get this disease cut out of my throat ::
all of a sudden you come my way ::
baby believer i won't be saved by morning after ::
struggling my name ::
slave turned to master ::
history moans ::
mouth of father ::
history moans ::
mouth of father ::
edge of my bed ::
benzedrine telephone ::
struggling to speak ::
sicker than the sickest dog ::
falling faster than a liar's grin ::
we need to be saved from the shit we're in ::
i believe in you i have found ::
the perfect way ::
to bring me down i won't be saved ::
by all your yesterdays ::
piss on my grave ::
piss on the underlay ::
history moans ::
mouth of our father ::
it's the movement we're after


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