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Rat's Ass/Customs

アーティスト:Buck 65  アルバム:Synesthesia 

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Standin' on the side of the road with a long shadow and suitcases, going nowhere, and I don't care, I'm a grown man. Hold my own hand, kickin' my own ass for cryin', I'm dyin' on the inside, they don't know who I am. Filthy, fraught, and haunted by a guilty conscience, runnin' away, and all because of silly nonsense. Gone since - God knows when, and I aint comin' back knowin' that, no one gives a rat's ass anyway. I just wanna find a place where I can sit in a rocking chair, no matter how far, even if it means walking there. Maybe I'll get me a dog for some company, it's better than tryin' to figure out somebody. Give me a good book, a radio, and a sewing machine, a place in the woods by the ocean and no inbetween. I gotta get rid of these dark circles and headaches, Maybe if I meditate, rather than medicate. I can no longer hesitate, I get so frantic, but what if my wishes are overly romantic. Though, the suns too low in the


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