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I come home stoned again
Walk into the kitchen
I look down and what do i see?
Some pan dulce staring at me
Grab a piece take a bite
Pour some milk to make it right
Taste so good i cant complain
Without my pan id go insane
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Stoned again, theres none left
This is bullshit, im upset
Lose control, i see red
Now i want this whole town dead
Slashing throats, screaming kids
I get turned on ripping off eyelids
Now i hope this town can see
You dont take my pan from me
I come home stoned again
Walk into the kitchen
I look down and what do i see?
Some pan dulce staring at me
Grab a piece take a bite
Pour some milk to make it right
Taste so good i cant complain
Without my pan id go insane
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