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The Salesman, Denver Max

アーティスト:Blood Brothers  作詞:BLILIE JORDAN/GAJADHAR MARK/HENDERSON MORGAN  作曲:BLILIE JORDAN/GAJADHAR MARK/HENDERSON MORGAN 

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Through the screen door your thoughts are quarentined, By the way you smell I can tell that you're fifteen. My name is denver mac, I eat heart attacks. From your mouth to your hands to the floor you're bubbling syntax. What the crickets see is between you and me. What scarecrows think would turn you pale cheek pink. Don't you try to call the cops little girl Because before you pics up the phone you'll be dead. Don't you try to call the cops little girl, cops little girl, Your tounge is withered it's heavier than lead. Won't you just step into the car little girl, Your parents don't understand what's in your head. We're really onto something special little girl, You're blushing red, You're head can't hide those thoughts of dread. Through the screen door kiss me kiss me like a queen... It tastes like metal in my mouth like rusty listerine. My name is denver max please excuse the mask, Running down my face, bound by tacks and paste. What the crickets see is between you and me... What the scarecrows think would turn your eyeballs pink...


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