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rob sonic - honeymoon suite lyrics

[intro]

[verse 1]
honeymoon’s over b-tch, pretty sure the marriage is
limpin’ through the sofa with a drippy nose embarrasin’
american, muscle got his hustle from a cottonmouth
tearin’ through the muzzle in a subtle hint of common ground
seek bowls tokers got them loonies in an empty room
ready for my close-up won’t get blown up in a denny’s booth
anywho, made you [?] on a [?]
[?] on [?] so he can plan his own demise
[?]
little wings are clipped and closed in [?] holding perfume
wish it won’t get bridges to be repaired in their present state
and matches won’t turn [?] into water for your resume
dedicate this to you as a [?] i want to love to death
the oven it will summon in to wonder if there’s supper left
cupboard theft, mother’s up, yellow on a [b-n-l stripe?]
vodka as a condiment to compliment the camel lights
ask me for no favors ’cause the party has a dollar job
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