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Little Fury lyrics
Round up, holler girl
Ah, I will sing
Title TK
If I don't black out
Dumb made for fucking
And missing from the party
That boy spun out
Hold what you've got
While Xenia twists up
The sky
Akron flakes out
Grindcore little fury
I feel hot tire
Why is it floating in
My beer
Hold what you've got
My big drum
On your big face
The one-eyed jazz
As hickeys fade
Round up, holler girl
We'll all need bigger uniforms
It's been a few days
And I know I will have spun out
Hold what you've got
My big drum
On your big face
The one-eyed jazz
As hickeys fade
Grindcore little fury
If I don't black out
Hold what you've got (5x)
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