Scorched Earth
The Old Skull Guz
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She's my peace
She's my war
We made love on tears in our scorched earth
She's my relief
She's my pain
Anyone who's sees it will call it insane
Of the things you had to burn
A baroque painting
Full of contrast
The only thing we match it's to forget so fast
She is shoho
I am Lexington
In the coral sea we are sinking on and on
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Aircraft you send can no return
She is Tammie
And also Lydya
And all Bukowski womens couldn't defined her so well
Oblique and covert
Undertow eyes
But in this case it's we, poisoning each other's cup
Smoke the ashes of my urn
I bend my knee now it's your turn