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Spitfire Lyrics
Crossed Lyrics
Cold metal, hard lead. Kneeling to the cock of a rifle you're fed. My big bluff baby, my middle finger-cross. My nixed. My 86'ed. My late great loss. I pulled the plug on our suicide machine. I shot the moon as the suicide king. My big bluff baby, my middle-finger cross. You were just a hack with a butcher's touch. My jarhead vessel that though too much. Just a two-bit yes man. Just a free ride and a big scam. I've been crossed out
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