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Iron Weasel
face down in a plate of nachos
Can't believe you said it's overI made you nachos you called me cheap
Up all night, I'm so exhausted
Ate the nachos and fell asleep
Face down in a plate of nachos
The chips are pointey. The sauce is hot
Face down in a plate of nachos
The cheese is burning it hurts a lot
My heart is numb.
My face is number.
Guacamole is on my head
Now my wounds are full of salsa
I kinda wish was be eating bread
Face down in a plate of nachos
The chips are pointed. The sauce is hot
Face down in a plate of nachos
Now these nachos are all I got