Le Fois De Michigan
Trophée fille pour tous pour voir tous les à squeeze
You were the liver of Michigan
So sweet, so vile
Trophy I am for all to squeeze
You made a fool out of me
A fool out of us
This setting sun will burn through your fucking flesh
I hope it burns through your breath
I hope it burns through your traps
Trophée fille pour tous pour voir tous les à squeeze
You were the liver of Michigan
So sweet, so vile
Trophy I am for all to squeeze
You made a fool out of me
A fool out of us
This setting sun will burn through your fucking flesh
I hope it burns through your breath
I hope it burns through your traps
Trophée fille pour tous pour voir tous les à squeeze
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Writer(s): Rorik Abram Brooks
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