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Glitchbomb 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 obliteratin’
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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