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i sow these streets with my own blood it seems
my soul is feeling unkempt and bare. i'm just like you i'm complicated too. jealous knives in my back to spare. i'll burn it black as sin
falling off the wagon again. burn it black as sin
i sow these streets with my own blood it seems
my soul is feeling unkempt and bare. i'm just like you i'm complicated too. jealous knives in my back to spare. i'll burn it black as sin
falling off the wagon again. burn it black as sin
father in black
black as sin
pure hypocrisy to no end
father in black
black as sin
pure hypocrisy to no end