| "Love - Produced by Ebonie Smith" | length: 00:44 | ||
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I love you to death , like slugs do to chest
in culture clubs there be vets
saturated, double wet,
that, flammable solution burn
pollution from the depths of a trouble soul left on the steps of st. anna
miracles don't survive they die and re-incarnate
I am just a fly up high that saw the carnage
iron eagle bondage, prisoner of mind
I will never tarnish, human statute
strongest, stand the test of time
