flemmings – fever pitch lyrics
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ain’t no gone fun at all
all too familiar fever
head to nail
walk little snail
same walking monday
waking the beef tuesday
ignore put it on
loaf green parked mean machine
girl he dream big
see h+ll in your mail
rotting in a breathing wall
all too familiar fever
hold a bitter shape of me
took toes to count
voice is like same red
my eyes not the head
gun shy not gonna lie
most of little won’t do
hold a bitter shape of me
took toes to count
voice is like same red
my eyes not thе head
gun shy not gonna lie
most of little won’t do
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