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She's a prepper, a doomsday sketcher She knew about you before you met her With me everyday carry the dehydrated lie Ahead a well full of water, off to make her rich I'm committed to this blessin' But I got to keep her guessin' There's still a few types that you don't know I like sitting with gargoyles So poppa be ready, and be their land We'll still be together when the thing goes boom Perfect timing, I'm aligning Drawing papers with the neighbor Then she looked me down the face like a rattlesnake skin Thinkin' I'm the only blood that she hasn't tasted Force of nature, big labor Arms around me, twist and shouty With me everyday carry the dehydrated lie Ahead a well full of water, off to make her rich There's still a few types that you don't know I like sitting with gargoyles Covered with their body, sleepin' with a helmet Packed and act surprising, go ahead and get drastic Letras de cancionesShe says the truth's not the truth And a lie is not a lie A live is not a live And a die is not a die And that's the reason why I'm a prepper, a doomsday sketcher I'm a prepper, a doomsday sketcher I'm a prepper, a doomsday sketcher I'm a prepper, a doomsday sketcher From Letras Mania