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In her Panties
It was in her panties
he found paradise..
Snake eyes
Hidden by frames
of madness..
He's insane..
As the salt
rolls down
a mary k highway...
the sheets are stained..
Sweat
Regret
A chemical debt
Swallows the room..
Paid in ones
after damaged fun
for him...
No bottle
for my full throttle saloon...
This place is open 24-7
Leave your morals
at the door..
explore the whore...
.
.
.
.
.
Where god doesnt exist..
were the words she hissed
as he kissed her goodnight...
he found paradise..
Snake eyes
Hidden by frames
of madness..
He's insane..
As the salt
rolls down
a mary k highway...
the sheets are stained..
Sweat
Regret
A chemical debt
Swallows the room..
Paid in ones
after damaged fun
for him...
No bottle
for my full throttle saloon...
This place is open 24-7
Leave your morals
at the door..
explore the whore...
.
.
.
.
.
Where god doesnt exist..
were the words she hissed
as he kissed her goodnight...
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