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Şarkı Sözleri From now on, I make haste To carry my skin into the arm Must of [unverified], never less, never less Caught might grow in to a mind that eats like a big taste lie I've laid low from now on, this is a joke When he sees the skin rough on me Play low, from now on, this is a joke Can I see the skin rot on a dog stray's hide