Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Drag on, baby, drag on
That day;
Continuance
Of living that bathed me
In the solidity that forged
Thoughts about some forgotten Saturday,
When we stayed out to cry
Underneath blue stars,
Weeping, wailing,
That day.
May 23, 2005
Suge
Continuance
Of living that bathed me
In the solidity that forged
Thoughts about some forgotten Saturday,
When we stayed out to cry
Underneath blue stars,
Weeping, wailing,
That day.
May 23, 2005
Suge
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Drag on, baby, drag on
Drag on, baby, drag on
