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I don't like to drive
when the temp hits 105.
This heat it makes me crazy.
I think I might just maybe
start to burst into flames,
dearranged, go insane.
This fucking sun.
I've come undone.
I've got a gun.
I've lost control.
I've got no hope.
Now you're down to your last breathe.
Did you finally realize
that these evil eyes would be the last
that you saw before you melt and die!

I don't like to drive
when the temp hits 105.
This heat it makes me crazy.
I think I might just maybe
start to burst into flames,
dearranged, go insane.
This fucking sun.
I've come undone.
I've got a gun.
I've lost control.
I've got no hope.
Now you're down to your last breathe.
Did you finally realize
that these evil eyes would be the last
that you saw before you melt and die!

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before you melt and die!
before you die!
before you die!

This fucking sun.
I've come undone.
I've got a gun.
I've lost control.
I've got no hope.
Now you're down to your last breathe.
Did you finally realize
that these evil eyes would be the last
that you saw before you melt and die!

before you melt and die!
before you melt and die!
before you melt and die!

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Composición: Isaac Irvine

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