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Always the same old taste just new injury Well I'll wear the claws if you'd like that Yeah if you'd like that we can ride on a death horse A great new wave Hesperian death horse I can call you when I get back Yeah when I get back I will call But don't speak don't say nothing In case we ever do meet again Somethings's wrong with you Well I hope we never do meet again You always sharpen your teeth because you're like that And you're like that everyone you pull heart back And her compact's carving deeper in your lap I would call but I forget where the phone is at Guess I'll talk to you when I get back Yeah when I get back I will talk But don't speak don't say nothing In case we should ever meet again There are some things wrong with you I hope we never do meet again I hope we never do meet again I hope we never do meet again Something's wrong with you... and I hope we never do meet again From Letras Mania