*** sleep eat drink dream Primal tribal aplle egg vegetable eel I have a new canoe but it does not have a wheel Private velvet animal oldsmobile mind I'm sitting in the fireplace burning up my time Private velvet animal empty t.v. They're fishing in the kitchen But they haven't caught up to me Primal tribal chemical digital night I've got to get dressed to go out of my mind *** sleep eat drink dream
[00:12.06] *** sleep eat drink dream [00:14.97] Primal tribal aplle egg vegetable eel [00:30.48] I have a new canoe but it does not have a wheel [01:04.47] Private velvet animal oldsmobile mind [01:08.25] I'm sitting in the fireplace burning up my time [01:09.51] Private velvet animal empty t.v. [01:10.29] They're fishing in the kitchen [02:15.24] But they haven't caught up to me [02:15.81] Primal tribal chemical digital night [02:37.44] I've got to get dressed to go out of my mind [02:38.31] *** sleep eat drink dream
*** sleep eat drink dream Primal tribal aplle egg vegetable eel I have a new canoe but it does not have a wheel Private velvet animal oldsmobile mind I'm sitting in the fireplace burning up my time Private velvet animal empty t.v. They're fishing in the kitchen But they haven't caught up to me Primal tribal chemical digital night I've got to get dressed to go out of my mind *** sleep eat drink dream
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