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Got a motor to run You got a motor to run and rideWell take a look at it kidsTake a look at your daddy's eyesWell Goddamn this man He is the savior of this empty lifeWell there's a locket in my pocket and it's keeping Satan on my sideI'm not the sound of the dawn When you're knocking on that deedOh and all the pretty livers, BerthaBurden of the man inside her dreamsOh what a screamWhen you're coming to bedYou better buckle up your old diseaseWell make it children, don't stopThere's a ceasing that will make me sneezeThis time it's the martyrs that eat at meWell there's a locket in my pocket And it's keeping me from being freeI'm not the ground of the sunWhen you're walking on that heatOh and open up your eyes park rangerLetras de cancionesI cannot afford the price to eatOh and yes I've found the sweetest mother And the sweetest mother, she's found meOh she's found meOh she's found meOh she's found meOh she's found me From Letras Mania