Down & Out

Pist.on

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    change dosent come easy for lazy and sleazy
    shots from a tower the song of the hour
    i have personal hatred for the selfish and jaded
    how could this blade taste a part of your shadow?

    down and out..
    down and out..

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    i cant feel my temples this throbbing entangles
    she begs at my ankles at feeds on my bowels
    i cant take this pressure, this timeless adventure
    something keeps tickling
    i cant fucking think!

    400miles from home
    i wanna be alone
    400miles from home
    i wanna be alone

    down and out..
    down and out..

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    Composition: Henry Font

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