.[Verse: Bones]
French terry cloth hangin' off me swingin'
Gritty drugs, soft clothes, everything knitted
Rigid brass, patch the holes, now the bitch hidden
I'm way to far ahead, I'ma start again before they finish
I think I passed the limit for they so called physics
Th.
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