"Nexlev", interpreted lyrics:
Get around
Vomit on the prowl
Making the rounds, the rounds
Vomit on the prowl
You do what you do
You do what you do
Meanwhile
Meanwhile, girl
Won't slide
Won't slide, girl
Hardline
Hardline, girl
Around
Vomit on the prowl
You're making the rounds, the rounds
You'll vomit on the prowl
I don't wanna go to jail
See the engine starve the brain
I will not burn
I will not burn
I will return to drive the stake
[x2]
Poppies all around
Sporting their gowns
It's fashion as a sound
You know who you know
You know who you know
Meanwhile
Meanwhile, girl
Most say
Most say, girl
Hardly
Hardly, girl
A town
With choppers all around
Sporting their gowns
It's fashion as a sound
I don't wanna go to jail
See the engine starve the brain
I will not burn
I will not burn
I will return to drive the stake
[x2]
*interlude*
I don't wanna go to jail
See the engine starve the brain
I will not burn
I will not burn
I will return to drive the stake
[x4]
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