letra de brad the bag boy - intercourse
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f-ck
i got a friend, make a corpse look better than you
he’s got a nose like a vacuum
f-cked up my job at the post office
so i got this gig bagging bodies
i’m not exactly a f-cking people person
i’ll tell you this: it’s still life at its best
golden f-cking silence
sure is heavy lifting but i sleep like a baby
there’s nothing like other people’s suffering
no one escapes the toe tag and slab
least of all me, when it’s my time i’ll smile and die
content that some poor d-ck’s gonna have to scr-pe me up and clean my sh-t
oh f-ck
eyes roll into the back of my head and i’m gone
been coming here to k!ll myself for years
you loom over me like a midnight motherf-cker while i sleep
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