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your dead meat your dead meat your dead meat your your dead meat from former days I am your crisis blue asbestos in your veins I'm your broken fingers I've killed you twice I will again revenge is eager see first you'll crash then you'll burn dor'thy died for your pleasure It's hard to get along in this car-crash weather weather your dead meat your dead meat your dead meat your your dead meat formaldehyde didn't phase me I soon returned to track you down Letras de cancionesfor your confession I'll be your poison and your pain I'll be your struggle to be sane exploited, lament and the places you never went dor'thy died for your pleasure It's hard to get along in this car-crash weather, car crash weather dor'thy died for your pleasure It's hard to get along in this car-crash weather car-crash weather car-crash weather weather I'm doing you in tomorrow that's why i'm dressed in all this sorrow I'm doing you in tomorrow I'll burn before I mellow dor'thy died for your pleasure It's hard to get along It's hard to get along It's your dead meat from former days It's your dead meat from former days It's your dead meat from former days It's your dead meat from former days From Letras Mania