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Greyhound Station Songtext

I'm Malcolm, fists fists fists into the sky
look at the time, let's pretend that I was a ghost saying you should come over and I don't know why, I think I just don't care

Outside any race, I'm pissing pride
and I can be colorful and I'll be white
1969
I think I just don't care at all

Life after youth, can't complain anymore I have to try
I think you're feeding me in order to eat me and I don't know why
I think I just don't care


Outside any race, I'm pissing pride
and I can be colorful and I'll be white
1969
I think I just don't care at all

What the fuck happened to you
NIgga stay on the phone it's the afterlife that is impossible but it's not and I don't know why, I think I just don't care

My god is raceless with Wiccan style and you can become the fool and I'll be the child to the weak and the wild

I think I just don't care at all

Drive
She's sitting in my chair
She's sitting in my chair
She's sitting in my chair

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