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: Running out of birthdays Yeah, we're really gonna die with no one on our side It's gonna be a long walk for someone who's shoes got no soul

: I started digging in the sun-shit-storm Of dead August melted chaffed thighs Became a vaginal termite I started dropping all my pants between The

: Stomping on the graves of dead pop stars Drinking the blood of Christ in stolen cars Honey, peachy, flower blossoms, bumblebee Nectar-addicted '70s

: The earths been known to quake The heads been known to ache When you swallow lithium with wine your dreams keep you awake Muzzles off, the fucking

: Oh, the babies we could make Out in parking lots Of young punks jealous of U. S. A. is rotting in the air between our Screams and bloody microphone

dead end street My heart needs a jump, can we add some more beat? Thank you, Sean, maybe that's what I needed all along Headphones drenched by the sun and the song

: Running out of birthdays Yeah, we're really gonna die with no one on our side It's gonna be a long walk for someone who's shoes got no soul

dead end street My heart needs a jump, can we add some more beat? Thank you, Sean, maybe that's what I needed all along Headphones drenched by the sun and the song