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No Love
Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower But it's 'fuck the world', get a child out her Yeah, my life's a bitch, but you know nothing bout her Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers I'm rolling Sweets, I'm smoking sour Married to the game but she broke her vows That's why my bars are full of broken bottles And my night stands are full of open Bibles I think about more than I forget |
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