Paroles de Not Even Phased
Drank six 40s in a rowruled the pit at every show
not even phased
thin and pale like a ghost
dead boy hitchhikes up the coast
not even phased
poor and hungry but would give us the shirt off of his back
hope that he's front and center next time we come back
hope that he's front and center next time we come back
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