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gonna wind up there
Every Playboy Bunny with her bleached blond hair
And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary and today's

sun-bleached bench seat
Four-wheel-drive don't lie pick-up lines

Hey!
Yeah my pick-up lines
She fell for my sun-bleached bench seat
Four-wheel-drive don't

that they sold me
But now I feel just as lonely
Captain Connor's catastrophe

I bleached my hair
Cause you double-dared me
They say blondes have more fun

The hardest test don’t get a grade
At least that’s what I think you told me that you heard her say
There was something about a Volkswagen
Bleached

They feast on our grief 

In the garden of 
Blackened stone
Down In the rot and dust
Becoming their gift of 
Bleached bone 

A heart of ice 
An endless

Not bad guy but I kill on the mic
I'm an asshole like I'm getting bleached and turning white 
Got good with skill now I'm bad turning ill

Sun-bleached hair and weathered feet
A thousand stories written ‘cross your face
Like how you built this place
Driving down this dirt road
Feels like I’ve been

to your- bleached hair- bleached clothes- bleached teeth
I feel like some plain dirty thing from off the street
We're from two different worlds, right in

'Cos I'm that bleached blonde
Peacoat
Wearing second hand shit you're the one I
Want to
Always share my hands with 
But it's alright see I'm fine

Had the time of my life 
Feeling love for a short time 
Shower talks bleached sweaters 
I know it will be greater 

Was in love and I didn't care

the bureau,
Do I dare turn on the switch?

Them bones, them bones, them dry bones,
All bleached in deathly white.
I've got skeletons in my closet and,
They're

While the cops on the street put your hands in cuffs on your knees begging please
Profiled by the beast, if your skin ain't bleached be discreet or get

always on my phone
I can't make it, on my own
Your hair that's bleached from the sun
I think that you could be the one
I got these problems
Girl you know

These thoughts in my head
Bleached out these thoughts in my head
Drown out, you're not like the rest
Feeling like I'm dying inside
I know that it's

I don't care
As long as I'm there
Sun-bleached hair (I roll)
We rolling through the air
Moving until I collapse
Three days bus pass copped enough

Of managing his own affairs
I've been black all my life
Yeah I've never bleached
If I pray to white Jesus
Yeah will it reach
I want the money oh yeah
I wana be

hair's all bleached
Now all I need to keep me clean's peroxide and false lashes
And a house in Calabasas
Whatever gets me there the fastest
Like a wild

bleached up my hair
And my lungs are so empty yea you took all of my air
I drove the benz truck off the bridge
And look at this you still didn't give a shit

say that it's done
If it's over, say it's over
Don't leave me hung out in the sun
For too long
I'll be bleached, until I'm gone
In the sun for too long

a bleached spleen
We ain't Police, always me or her
But it's never me

My remedy for a man now conquered
My opening, Natasha's line
I love you still, more than

So I saw a blue-haired boy
Crossin the road the other day
I didn't say much of anything
He said he liked my hair,
Bleached but slightly green
I

Now it might be tattered, bleached out and battered
But it's still my little home town

Factory's gone with the steady day jobs, that kept 
Farmers

Park along the waves like city cars
Bleached in the sun beneath the sand and stars
I'll be fine
Statue is a man inside

Some call it death, some

She liked studded belts and we wore black t-shirts
Bleached her hair and we kissed under the bleachers
Walked round town pissing off all