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Slangin' Rocks In The House Of God Lyrics

We could build a city in a single day,
But in a couple of seconds we would try
To bury our regrets.
They don't make caskets like they used to, with escape buttons.
So grab my chest and slip your fingers
Through my ribs, hold on to this blood machine inside
Because it's all about to end.

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Record Label(s): 2004 Vitriol
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