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Shopping for a Belt lyrics

Belt's gone missing, could be your brother
Jump to the thought he's in a gutter
Fuck not again, the constant spin of rehab is hard on your mother

No valuables gone, could be judging him wrong
It's just hard to gauge cause he's in the garage
He says he's clean but you know full well
They don't always shoot in their arm

This day is fucking cashed
Beat me to the sale by a minute
Last one in stock and I fucking missed it
Day was shit from the start
Time to blast Hatebreed in the car.

Your valuables are gone, you were judging him right
He's been using your card, time to burn the garage
He says he's clean but then why'd motherfucker steal a DVR?

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