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Modern Day Zero Spit You Out

I Spit you out, spit you out Just like that, I turn my back and I Spit you out, spit you out Spit you out, spit you out You're nothing to me You're

laugh You won't be laughing when your covered wagons crash You won't be laughing when you're hosted by the ghost of Christmas past You won't be laughing