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• Artiste: Gutterville Plastics (The)
• Titre: Kingpin
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The Morning after pill. Slowly the sunlight is built from a rustic horizon. Manufactured for disaster. Igniting fires faster. Chorus Bite your tongue, you sound so shitty. I run these streets and rock this city. I filled this mold with heart and soul. Your sad excuses are getting so old. So old. So old. So old. Fragile and filthy, comes crawling across from the sidewalk. She is mangled, flesh is tangled, Black and blue from being strangled. Chorus Bite your tongue, you sound so shitty. I run these streets and rock this city. I filled this mold with heart and soul. Your sad excuses are getting so old. So old. So old. So old. Make me Take me Fuck me now. I've got this city in the palm of my hands. Satjtrshrbwsgluyfg oakbuycgtayufo abver y vftlzyuhfqp7o984tyq0p7jc4tfxnukliew8bvy9gc SO OLD