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i'm one dead man
my home is inside the van my hands are cold
my place to sleep is on the floor forgot my son's name
forgot my bloody wedding day i sold my soul
for truckstop at the liquor store social death by rock 'n' roll pack the van and hang the rope come on!
We mean bad luck
cool kids don't hang out with us my heart is dead
i got a piece of brick instead
The Stubs - Social Death By Rock 'N' Roll w Teksciory.pl
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