You're asking when do I stop?
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When the bottle's empty.
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Blacker than my father's soul,
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drunk enough to raise us all.
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Pink roses.
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Nomad:
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Drowning rat.
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Black.
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Black.
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So black you can't even grasp the fact.
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Blacker than a beggar's soul,
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rich enough to save us all.
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Pink roses.
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Lead with your need as god descends.
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Cold in the ground.
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What gets me this down?
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The smell of magnesium,
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the smile of a clown.
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I want to drink you, scare you, f*ck you and film you.
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Pink Roses
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| glassjaw |
