This is for cows
It's not for the size of me
Into my mouth
914
Try some force
Try to lead
The foundling die is close determinate
Raise head and stomp the blood
I'm not even sound ready
I'm alive
I've got the silver
And I wonder what will you follow
When your head is not in order
And I'm stomping your little
How can you laugh
How can you lie awake?
Making me drive
Making my heart a-
Not too fat, not to lean
The foundling die is close excitedly
Raise head and stomp the blood
I'm not even sound ready
I'm alive
I've got the silver
And I wonder hat will you follow
When your head is not in order?
And I'm stomping your little
Thank you, Chicago
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