GAMES

LYRIC QUIZ

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I can't sleep beneath the trees of wisdom, when your ax has cut the roots that feed them. Forked tongues in bitter mouths, can drive a man to bleed from inside out.


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“Like a black cat whining in the alley, like a pet locked up in a cage, I see you stripped right down to your toe nail, feel the rush flowin' rabid in my veins ...”
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