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• Artiste: Flatliners (The)
• Titre: Scumpunch!
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blamed for everything done wrong he goes and gets himself a gun shooting dope yeah there's still hope he has hit the rock bottle to the wall cracks in the brick show it all too thick you better watch where you step, you could be spreading the epidemic corner store robberies and everything in between this life and the next it'll all explode like kerosene shots fired bones drop it's all that i see i'm fucking sick of this town where the hell have you been? it's not over, until it's over scrape the streets you motherfucker meet and greet with the pavement and your teeth economic sober nickel and dimming till we're beat keep things discrete or you'll be sucking like a leech now you can't see through the clouds of defeat bottled up till nothings left your tops been blown blame it on me like everything well it's okay another loose end straightened another time we'll take it too far another bottle's been broken another day is dawning on our faces the disgrace that we bring to the table sometimes it seems theres no stopping it sometimes things go too far