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The little-or-not truck drives its nail in my schemes
It bridles all the pocks of my vanilla uxor dreams
And all that time I spent I know I’ll need again
So make it larger trucks cause I’m making larger schemes
If I was a rabid ghost
I would spend my money on smaller beds
While I drove my truck
Through the trench of brindled hair