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Suicide Saturday - text

i heard it told by her mother old, she could try, she could try it

with the power of tin and bottle of gin, she was wise, she was wise to it

cocked her father´s gun, like the oldest son, she could try, she could try it

blessed by the bed where she laid her head and calmed to a dull roar

it was a suicide saturday

in a summertime kind of way

she felled the streets till she heard the screams, she could try, she could try it

that was where she´d buy her time, yup

her friends were crazed in the solemn rains, she could try, she could try it

i met her once, she was tight, she was tight, she was tight, she was tight

she was tight as hell

it was a suicide saturday

in a summertime kind of way

don´t you wait now for me

a suicide saturday.

Text přidala broccoli

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