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Pythagorean Fearem - Howler
I took a ride in a smoking car
I lost the keys and I don't need a spare
I feel around for another soul
I look around for a place to begin
But ooh I won't cut you out
But when I open up I only cough
Ooh I think I lost it again
But you never know know where I been
You know my role
Do I really have to sell my soul
You know I will because I have got to kill
Its golden here but as much I thought I feel
I think I lost it again
Said ooh I think I lost it again
I said go bring me something else
I said go bring me something else
You know my role
Do I really have to sell my soul
You know I will because I have got to kill
Its golden here but as much I thought I feel
I think I lost it again
Said ooh I think I lost it again