Letra de Milkshake
Pile
Milkshake
Pile
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Laying on the curb
That drops off about a mile
Your heart still beats
But real slow
The throat starts to shrink
Every sense is leaving
And it never crosses your mind
To close your eyes
You lay down and try to rest
Try to breathe deep with that foot on your chest
An old light threatens through the blinds
That drops off about a mile
Your heart still beats
But real slow
The throat starts to shrink
Every sense is leaving
And it never crosses your mind
To close your eyes
You lay down and try to rest
Try to breathe deep with that foot on your chest
An old light threatens through the blinds
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