The ice ain't really nothing to her
Catch noah and the arch for the rapture
She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since
Of dissecting jeff beck into small compact sections
Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda
On the boards running with the bulls noah,blocked into a coma,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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