chemicals in the dark rain
saddle up and we keepsakes
all of our own
abstract like a good friend
suddenly there and gone again
premise of a weekend
we take our martyrs a la mode
me first, me first say it
me got the ball and i play it now
me first me first may i
etiquette be the first thing to die
she got deep and white roots
Drunk and asleep in his boots
a canteen full of old booze
sits by her side
she hides in the tall rocks
heavy in the hemlocks
domination knock knock
we take our heroes high
me first, me first say it
me got the ball and i play it now
me first me first may i
etiquette be the first thing to die
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