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Child Bride
Cymbals Eat Guitars
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Child Bride
You were my best friend
'Til your dad slapped the living shit out of you
In front of me
And I could see
You leave your body
I knew we were through
Well you let me keep your Dreamcast
When she picked up and moved you south
You didn't say
I went one day to call on you
And found an empty house
Skeletor of the the liquor store
The bitch took you away
Some years later I played in Orlando
You came out and your hair was box dyed black
You told me all about your new girlfriend
How she turned you on to crack
I said, "Man, I can't
My heart would
My heart would explode"
Slow the years down
Lose your twenties
Loaded all the time
Slow the years down
Lose your twenties
Loaded all the time
Slow the years down
Lose your twenties
Loaded all the time
Slow the years down
Lose your twenties
Loaded all the time