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He looked up He lost control He was degloved He was jelly roll
It was February I was cold and I was high
He wanted love, he wanted soul There's not enough To make him whole
It was February I was cold, and I was high
The swell of heaven on my dashboard I can see my spinal cord rip high Hey, hey, hey It's raining glass like a fever storm Every promise I have sworn tonight Hey, hey, hey
The swell of heaven on my dashboard I can see my spinal cord swing high High It's raining glass like a fever storm Every promise I have sworn tonight
It was February I was cold and I was high High, high, high
It was February I was cold and I was
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Are you ready for the storm? Are you ready for? Are you ready for the storm? Are you ready for the storm? Are you ready for? Are you ready for the storm?
Are you ready for the storm? Are you ready for? Are you ready for the storm? Are you ready for the storm? Are you ready for? Are you ready for the storm?
Are you ready for the storm? Are you ready for? Are you ready for the storm? Are you ready for the storm? Are you ready for? Are you ready for the storm?