The sky is blue, the grass is brown
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My head is buried inside this helmet
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And the ever present threat of parasites
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So take my hand, let's get these motors running!
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So you drive red (you drive red)
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And I'll drive black (I'll drive black)
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(We'll see who's machine was recently serviced)
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We'll slit these rows of Goodyears like a knife
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We don't fear [5x]
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These machines
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I got the scoop, I got the scoop
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And it doesn't look so good, so good for you
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So you drive red (you drive red)
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And I'll drive black (I'll drive black)
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(We'll see who's machine was recently serviced)
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We'll cut these rows of Goodyears like a knife
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Like a knife, like a knife, yeah
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We'll cut this row of Goodyears like a knife
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So you drive red (you drive red)
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And I'll drive black (I'll drive black)
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(We'll see who's machine was recently serviced)
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We'll cut this row of Goodyears like a knife.
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Hey, It's Your Funeral Mama
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Alexisonfire |