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in my mouth there is a hurricane just let it out on the radio a bunch of fakes just shut them down
hum along and regret it cause you alone would get it god don't make the laws
when i get bored i use novocaine to numb the sound i'm the sixth spice, the heavyweight i bring the frowns
hum along and regret it cause you alone would get it god don't make the laws
i'm the heavyweight and i don't know why i got the sixth sense to make the girls cry how unamerican how unamerican to leave em fainting waiting for a breath
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