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Adrenalin O D The Wacky Hi Jinks Of

Light went on but not in time - she's still dead Red lights pierced right through my mind - she's still dead I couldn't stop not in time - she's still

Middle age whore I seen one in the store She's all fat and ugly Still dresses like she's twenty Middle age whore Her life is pretty boring Cheating on

Graduated high school, never touched a book Being the star athlete, was all it took Packed and left for college, never learned to read Got a football

Pump gas, kick ass Fix flats & smoke grass Rock & Roll Gas Station Rock & Roll Rock & Roll Gas Station Bang your head Tune up, smoke butts Mag wheels

How are you? Who cares? Why even talk if you get nowhere Idle talk for idle minds I got better things to do than waste my time Why bother Whatever

a funeral Nobody cared how he died He was a really rotten person Everyone hopes he goes to heaven He looks real nice in his coffin I'd rather go to 7

We're still alive, how did we survive We're hairless zombies, with melted down eyes We live in caves, we live underground We're the last forms of life