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Spit
By Rin Tin Tiger On The Album "Splinter Remedies"
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wailing bums drink taaka laying down then dare to ask me for a dollar i shred my lungs for a living in the underground and never pronounce disaster you better raise your collar to the cold or else be hooded like a cobra spitting out i got a strong opinion of what my job ain't so when they knife my mona and dip me in finger paints i gotta drink the juniper to tranquilize the oppressive shade i know what's necessary... nothing makes sense and i can't move on with my life in a dark room in my subconscious snow falls silently amongst tiny beads of light my eyes look like my mothers in a 1:15 a.m daze here i am dripping with confessions but lack conviction to clean up the messes i have made cause i waste my time trying to humor those that will hate me either way it's a waste of time to try and humor those that will hate you either way
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