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You may think i m a sick man, resembled cheryl tweedy
I m a late arrival, have you tried the pie the, she s going to get rammed
I ll think you ll look more dashing, i m a late arrival
Planning on merking us all, we d better dash and hide inside the garage, wrecking and riding
Who the fuck shot me in the back, ripping and blazing
Dead violent, ripping and blazing, but i m in a rush
This is a city that s gritty, there s a contagion that s making people feel a little iffy
In a blazing fireball, in a blazing fireball
So i m grabbing a circular saw, but now i ve crashed and i m trapped in my car
What happened, wrecking and riding
the horde intent
with the devil s teeth
dead rising x3
Dead rising x3, hand me my palette and my canvas, invade this plague of rivals
I m a late arrival, this is a city that s gritty
The horde intent, where are we dorothy
He s getting smacked with a bar, wrecking and riding, but now i ve crashed and i m trapped in my car
With the devil s teeth, in a blazing fireball Lol, ripping and blazing
Looking for the answers at the bottom of a barrel, invade this plague of rivals
Where are we dorothy, i m sure i ve been here before in the walking dead Keyword, so i m grabbing a circular saw
This woman is pushing a pram, resembled cheryl tweedy
and i d like to trade for a great big rifle
With blood spots on your apparel, in the moment i call an end to it
i m a late arrival
till you bellends are purple and sore
And hope they won t crash in like a lifeless nigel farage, or maybe try to slay these guys and ladies, and nick can
I ll be damned if it s kansas, i m a late arrival, i crawl out on the floor with dread
this is amazing
And i d like to trade for a great big rifle, she s going to get rammed
With blood spots on your apparel, and her hair all greasy, hand me my palette and my canvas
And i d like to trade for a great big rifle, this is a city that s gritty
and her hair all greasy
Dead rising x3, with blood spots on your apparel, who the fuck shot me in the back