VICTORIAN HALLS LYRICS

"Pop, Pop, Pop"

Lithium prescriptions hands full of pills to pop pop pop pop. Bradley brought a pocket of daddy's bullets to school, we all drop. Arm in arm lovers head for the hills, smiling and chasing credit card bills, and no here we don't we don't the wind-chill so stop. stop stop stop. Well it took some time to get it right, wrote your name on my shoe by candle light, "promising you my palette" and, This diners fucking empty its a quarter to four and I like the music and the jukebox to pop! That girl twirls her gum a lot, ginger ale on the countertop, addictions at the four way stop. Does your chest burst or.... You said you want it? like they all want it? But she don't need it like they need it.

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