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GASOLINE THERAPY
Corvian
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Bloodstream full of venom
People getting in my way
And I'm trying to avoid em
But no matter how i sway
Pitter patter or get scattered
Window wipers full of blood
As you stand there on the corner
I see numbers going up, Yuh
Siren, headlights, moving fast
I'm Tearing up the cattle
With my 1980's semitruck
Red lines to mark the barrel
Of the buckshot on my lap
Distorted beats to add some flavor
To the sound of metal breaking bone
I don't like your fucking tone
Digging up the roots, yeah
Searching for an answer
To the question of who cares about
What you think of our mettle
Cold steel pressed against your face
You found yourself alone again
No fake to have your back
Just you and me inside the fucking ring
I ate three of them little paper squares in my sons desk
Feelin' a little rattle snakey
Petroleum inside my veins
Insane the way you leave me
Drained of anything that keeps us sane
Wed love to entertain the the
Idea that won't leave no pain
Your stain is all that will remain
It's not humane but will sustain
My flesh below the acid rain
Siren, headlights, moving fast
I'm Tearing up the cattle
With my 1980's semitruck
Red lines to mark the barrel
Of the buckshot on my lap
Distorted beats to add some color
To the blood thats leaking from your lip
We're going on a fucking trip
Take a sip of methazine
You lookin pale and smell like piss
Cut my name into your wrist
So you remember who it is
Crash my whip into a bridge
I'm rising from the ashes
Barrels pointed at me shouting "freeze"
And that is how the story ends
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