said, the bottle is dusty, but my engine is clean
he bought a nice blue suit with the money he could find
if his bride didn't like it, St Peter wouldn't mind

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	now I lie here so out-of-breath
	and over-opiated
	maybe I couldn't catch up, no but
	maybe he could have waited

well the medicine man started seeing red
you thing the snake, just dreams up the poison in his head
addicted to approval, addicted to the air
it was see if you like it or see you up there

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