Miserable
Brute * Track #10 On Nine High A Pallet
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Miserable Lyrics
I am miserable in my big musty suit
I am even with my every version of the truth
I fiddle with the ring on my writing hand
That old clear jewel in a massive band
Spider veins decorate my face
Alcohol wakes my nasal space alcohol based sprays
My ear lobes with ceremony
My lust is thick with matrimony, nuptial, matrimony