Lyrics Magazines - White Lung

Magazines - White Lung
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Magazines, artist - White Lung. Album song Magazines, in the genre
Date of issue: 22.09.2008
Record label: Deranged
Song language: English

Magazines

Oh did that city make you burn out
With gifts for your exotic beauty
And I know you’ll always turn out
Begging for me to kill your fantasy cause
Ketamine preaks will die young
Ketamine preaks will die young
Ketamine preaks will die young
You’ll die die die die die
Oh it’s hard I can’t control
Your hunger now
Cause he is the one with
A hold on your feeding tray
My doubt is a chose method
Yeah this turmoil oh is
Just getting in the way of it
Ketamine preaks will die young
Ketamine preaks will die young
Ketamine preaks will die young
You’ll die die die die die die young
You know we’ll never end this soon oh
I know you’ll never end it soon
We shouldn’t talk about it but
You keep showing me that
All your magazines don’t mean shit to me
All your ketamine don’t mean shit to me
All your magazines they don’t impress me
All your ketamine don’t mean shit to me

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