| Scarlet snow in my head Need a new life
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| I'm on a bike in the tsunami, the chains are choking on me
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| Full tank, I'm at the bottom, flowers of death are on fire
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| Baby is dragging oh, scarlet snow in my head
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| Scarlet snow in my head Need a new life
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| I'm on a bike in the tsunami, the chains are choking on me
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| Full tank, I'm at the bottom, flowers of death are on fire
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| Need a new life, scarlet snow in my head
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| My mode is not for bodies, the role of bumps in the dark
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| In order to lower the dough, you need to notably sweat
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| Cherries in blunt, not up to business, the clouds flew away
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| The storm of the day I'm spinning on the dick, Gimp
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| Chilu at home is so luxurious, my sofa is continental
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| Weightless with a light haze, quietly spreading into the distance
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| I ride in fuck mode, I smoke a fireball
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| I still love them, but nothing hurts here
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| Here in my dreams, my sad vibe
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| Spring blooms, my Garden of Eden
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| I'm here alone looking for you
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| Scarlet snow along the avenues, brightening the horror of September
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| I thug, fuck a dream, rush to the block with no prospects
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| Blunt smokes like a crazy, light blizzard, ahead
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| Casino, every day, I'm rapping by nine
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| I will always cover my back, my hellish a-team
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| I take mine, only ice inside
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| Soul sings, coyote grin
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| The mouth is smoking in the teeth, this life is a complete fuck
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| The fastest fighter, it's a fabulous flight
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| Scarlet snow in my head Need a new life
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| I'm on a bike in the tsunami, the chains are choking on me
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| Full tank, I'm at the bottom, flowers of death are on fire
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| Baby is dragging oh, scarlet snow in my head
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| Scarlet snow in my head Need a new life
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| I'm on a bike in the tsunami, the chains are choking on me
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| Full tank, I'm at the bottom, flowers of death are on fire
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| Need a new life, scarlet snow in my head |