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White Cadillac
The Garden
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In a haunted house cursive on a paper
That's a ghost write!
Gunslinger ran out of bullets
It's a fistfight
Mind your own god damn business
It's your birthright!
Every time you shut your fucking mouth
Feels just right
I don't care about your self esteem
Your prestige, die die, fuck them all, die die!
Let the old man play the organ
Out my window, there's a white Cadillac
Sound of streets don't cut you no slack
All of them take and never give back
The organ plays every note in jet black
Out my window is a white Cadillac
Sound of streets don't cut you no slack
All of them take and never give back
The organ plays every note in jet black
Out my window is a white Cadillac
You can say what you mean but you can't take it back
Told me how you felt
And I took it apart
Broken doll in my hands
I took it to far
But I still get get comfort
From all the small things
Even when they pull out my heartstrings
Take me out back
Nurse me to health
Outside my window I see something else
Out my window, there's a white Cadillac
Sound of streets don't cut you no slack
All of them take and never give back
The organ plays every note in jet black
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