figurin it out now - heres our band
www.handlehead.com we must be the worst t
cross the line meat lust tree - the bone fruit
on the vine youre so good to me you look so
good to me true i say whats on my
mind
heavan hold when yer pent under
me leavaned mold this serpent does
agree ill do yers to mine while you you
ruin my mind lie and soon we'll be set
free
when were gone - here from
home be sure to believe me
so whaTya
wanna try theres no parents here - just u and
me cause all we gots is time yer as anxious
as i can see the day is long i dont
belong theres nothin else else that i
need please dont cry you should know what
ya mean to me do dont try while ya ride yer
green machine
ride the sumer undertow for
free hide when you here thuinder roll n
bleed you just look at u do what you
want to do but she will float right next to
me
i was born on the great divide with
a handle stickin out my head and we lose what
we cannot find n all thats west just winds up
dead and its al just the same to me ya
walkin round like ya dont care and shell fall
down to her knees while we grind our green
machine
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