Can you feel me slidein'?
Can you hear your blood pound?
I will think of you in pieces...
I will picture us found,
My filthy mouth...well it makes my mom proud...
I will bask in our disaster,
If it'll phase us out.

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Hey, hey Carmelina, target practice is for Mexico!
And I've become....spectacular
Which is strange, 'cuz I feel dumb

Can you feel me glidein'?
Can you make the pig sound?!
I will think of you above me, always!
I will picture us clowns...
My filthy mouth... Well it hides my clean-selves
I will Bask in my disaster
Maybe it'll phase me out....

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