Complete Failure
Blood Orange
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Step out the van and put your clothes on
Out of my sight a love termite
A lowered talk, a smooth sweet d'argent
My pistol pete make you complete, so sick
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You took so much it makes me nervous
Shut your pretty face, stay in your place
Where is my beer? Where is my blanket?
Where is my faith? Deep in your face