Thursday, March 21, 2013

Clomb (LYRICS) by Kara's Flowers

Watch out for leather in my suitcase...
Clogging my waffle coliseum...
While ain't no bitch, you got you're own place...  
Forgot you're mine and I got pim... 

I feel the hate with you...
I feel the hate with you... 
I feel the hate with you...  
I feel the hate with you...

She's got my mother in a suitcase...
Forgot her while she's got so rich...
To late to meet my favorite new team...
Just know I know I ain't your pim...
  
I feel the hate with you..
I feel the hate with you...
I feel the hate with you...
I feel the hate with you...

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