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Fire Spitter Lyrics & Chords By The Minor Times
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You're blocking out the sun
Dear God, there's a pulse on the end of this cautionary tale
With a makeshift pacemaker
And it's got your number
Where pm meets am
Black out the sun
These all or nothing days are full of nothing more
Than a mass of dead speakers and light sleepers
That are both blocking out the sun
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