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Panic At The Disco The Weight

[Originally by The Band] I just need some place where I can lay my head. "Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?" He just grinned

[Originally by The Band] I just need some place where I can lay my head. "Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?" He just grinned

[Originally by The Band] I just need some place where I can lay my head. "Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?" He just grinned

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weight than COLUMBIA Index INTERSCOPE, we RCA. clan That's comin' with a plan to free a slave of a mental death MC don't panic Throw that A&R nigga off

real jealous, we killed Elvis I shot Reagan with the help of the secret service Super double agent, shoot your mother with my brothers favorite 12 gauge waving at

I slip slow The type of nigga I am kind of skitzo Never out of my element I let the fifth go Shots in the club panic at the disco She of that M D M A

weight than COLUMBIA Index INTERSCOPE, we RCA. clan That's comin' with a plan to free a slave of a mental death MC don't panic Throw that A&R nigga off

I slip slow The type of nigga I am kind of skitzo Never out of my element I let the fifth go Shots in the club panic at the disco She of that M D M A