Song: Breezeblocks

She bruises, coughs, she splutters pistol shots
But hold her down with soggy clothes
and breezeblocks
She's morphine, queen of my vaccine
My love, My love, love, love.




She's hurt, she coughs, she shoots pistol shots
But hold her with soggy clothes
And cinder blocks
She's morphine, my vaccine-Queen
My love, my love, love, love.


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