Wax Bag Blues
Holy Sons
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close down your mind cuz the scent is unkind and the time has arrived and you should mature a junkie bum dirt scum fill the walls of his mind blank mind twisted from the low down tip inevitable trap trip trouble whiffin' wax bag blues the legend grows of your dream to lose now yr runnin' scared where polarities are gross sweatin' with the virus soon be with the ghosts so put down those books and dry off in another town.
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Written by: Emil Amos Snizek
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