Double Sense.
guitar slams into my right ear.
bitter chives up my nose.
air into my mouth like a water garden hose.
hair spins in my eyes and sweat trickles down my chest.
and i keep singing although i don't know the rest.
bitter chives up my nose.
air into my mouth like a water garden hose.
hair spins in my eyes and sweat trickles down my chest.
and i keep singing although i don't know the rest.
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