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Blood builds a fence.
Your bank account is swelling and so is your head.
I'm bone dry but I can't resist.
Too proud of a fake world that's covered with spit.
Proud of a fake world that's covered in spit.
Blood builds a fence.
Your bank account is swelling and so is your head.
I'm bone dry but I can't resist.
Too proud of a fake world that's covered with spit.
Proud of a fake world that's covered in spit.