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Each week I swim near Binsey
where the felled poplars
once stood tall
I gasp in winter
as I fall
back beneath water
shifting
the weight from my feet

dressed in black
	How does it feel to feel nothing at all?
	Nothing at all

Rose gets her hair done each week at the shop
Her hair stays the same but

She's the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week

"We were born sick," you heard them say it

My church offers no

Kulture Klub
And she knows what's up and she knows what's

New friends each week, playing Russian roulette (Uh)
Finger on the trigger, pow pow you dead
New

and fiction
The only thing trickling down
Is tears on cheeks
As faces go pale and knees go weak
As prices rise each week
For the profits they seek
They give

demon crack a smile
All he ever could think, like he just walked the stage in cap and gown
Recorded calls each week, he can't help to just laugh out loud

to a boy who falls in love with a new girl each week

Did I cross your mind
like you did to mine?
At least a thousand times
Over and over while

I was a book

your hoe in the back and I'm blowing her tracks
All kind of flavors each week, a new pack
Just whipped out the rig, filled my lungs up with wax
Ain't

day each week girl I'm depleting 
if she wants to fall back in line, just to make history out of our time together I hope you get better soon 

she

A killer would be born
He shot a Man and there he was
The kid I used to know locked up
And the post office up the road
Knew of my stamp collection
Each week

She's the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week

"We were born sick," you heard them say it

My church offers no

an eye im a freak
i really dont wanna leave but each week that i breathe i get weaker
i tried to take a seat and just think if i really need to be seekin

seen me, now they bring friends out to meet me
Muhammad Ali how I beat cheeks each week
Lines so clean, I'm a neat freak
See me fly straight to the sky

Each week I swim near Binsey 
where the felled poplars 
once stood tall 
I gasp in winter 
as I fall 
back beneath water 
shifting 
the weight from

vision
I keep the peace
With the piece
Under my pillow
Each week i barely sleep
I've been feeling weak
Cuz i barely eat
I can see the change in the leaves

faith cause I know what I'm up here for

Humbling all the fakers
Making fans out of my haters
We laughing to the bank each week but money never change us

 speak
She's the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
"We were born sick"
You heard them say it
My church offers

fall
And paint the ground with grief
How's this for heartbreak?
I ask myself each week
And still I say
It's in the waking of the

Daydreams of you
Spin

drive a new car, the same roads
Still I'm drooling over your Corvette
I get a new one each week
Well you too

And to be truthful I think I don't want

the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
"We were born sick", you heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes

preach the word of God
Only for the sole convenience of his carefully made facade
He goes to church each week
But still his ego's full of spite now, my, oh

anyway
People not my people
They get melted like a candle
Solo grind I am able
Each week I'm on higher level
Started low as a street dealer
Now I'm selling

This is the day when my wife is baking bread
It's the kind of bread without gluten

She is baking this kind of bread each week
It tastes very good

age
I'm back and they can't touch me
Cause I'm the only reason
They tune in each week
起来
跟随带刺的QueenBee
音乐
让玫瑰也锋利
I love you
Rose Rose
I love you
Rose