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More reason that I'm going to hell
Than I can count on the shoots of my palms
The lies that I've told myself to sleep
The bullshit that I've spat pools a pond hip deep
What a gutless jellyback I am.
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Grown Downz - Ruminating
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My thoughts and hands plan to kill me
They've schemed and set traps to waste me
I should stop them both fucking with me
But it's two against barely one so, who can help me ?
My brains plotting to dispatch me
It's paid my arm ends to subdue me
Loiters till I'm all deflated
Until it baits me, infiltrated.
Ruminating, Isolated.
My skulls prying to detach itself from the contaminated organ in it
All the fucked up things I tell me, hates to hear me
Who can blame it.
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Grown Downz Tauranga, New Zealand
Grown Downz are a two piece Punk & Roll band consisting of two sibling grubs Joel and Ellie. They are based in Mount
Maunganui, Tauranga, New Zealand. Formed in November 2017. Skate or Chai. Mount Mung Beanz.
Long Live T.M.S
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