Sure I could turn water into wine
But I'd rather turn it into gasoline
And light a fire in this bitch
Be careful when you mess with an angel
You might bring out her horns
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Before I Blackout
PoetryMy best work is done when I'm on the edge of blacking out, when you finally stop trying to pretend you have a grip on what runs though your mind, you should try writing with your eyes half closed and your mind wide open. This may be an on going pro...
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Sure I could turn water into wine
But I'd rather turn it into gasoline
And light a fire in this bitch
Be careful when you mess with an angel
You might bring out her horns
