Swingin' Utters Derailer Letras:
I'm flying off the handle again I tried to keep in
touch but my grip has loosened the saints need a
second look I'm at the boreal banquet keeping warm
boozin'' derailed- I need help god save the queen
I fucked up the ant trail derailed- I've been
nailed keep falling off the cross the crucifixion
failed I'm stepping all over my friends I tried to
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dodge the bullet, but I'm a needy person I need to
get back on track the pub's stoop pillpusher gave
me pills to stop pushin' derailed- I need ale to
numb the pain and relax in hell derailed- I wanna
kill at the embarcadero on the third rail derailer
died for our sins, or was it just another drinking
binge I'm in a different kind of tension not to be
discussed by professional theory it's been going
on for quite some time derailer gets by there's no
need to worry
Letras: Derailer Swingin' Utters [final]