Prong Mansruin текст песни, слова песни Mansruin Prong
Prong - Mansruin
all- Threw everything into a pile. Regret it? Got nothing at all, no guarantees, no pieces of the pie. Got the eyes on you, black
eyes on you-Ruin it for you if they could. Eyes on you, black eyes on you- Mansruin for his own good. High life all the
highlights covered on the plays of the day. Baked out, burnt right out of it, breath fried beyond repair. I tasted it, devoured it,
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