Let the sour taste in my mouth

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I'm a goon I'm a goblin got me in my platoon better make some room cuz we're mobbing breaking through your saloon with my posse so foo you better raise up off me I got The sound of silence known for getting violent killing them softly

So I guess it's time to regulate terminate whoever hate desecrate their faith leave them in a wooden crate without a debate about a scrape but I never scrape up the plate that I ate about they handed feeds that distinctively made me with an increase that made a legacy meant to be it was my destiny looking at a sky Tower in the Eddie Bauer sipping cherry vodka sour money in the power that's all I devour ain't got time for you cowards in my mouth you left the taste that was sour like a sticky white powder paste white flower.

You left the salad taste in my mouth had the spiritual cleansed myself and took a shower while I drained it out