Back of Your Neck (Explicit)

Back of Your Neck - Howler

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Steal a car on a dare

Dump it in the Minoa river

You think we're Bonnie and Clyde

But both of them f**king die

I think you're mid July

Smoke you when hot as a crack pipe

I wanna love you but we just fight

I know you'd kill me and that's not right

Pretend that you can hold a gun

And I'll pretend that you're the only one

I've ever shot; you're in or you're not

Just show me how to pick your locks

On the street I see you walking ahead

I take a picture of the back of your neck

I won't do it to myself again

I won't do it to myself again

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I see you're bent now matching the grave

Well that's a very grave thing to say

Outta place outta take

Maybe this is our mistake

So this devil in me is you

This dark love's a kind of glue

A black mass a sick stab

Something that I didn't choose

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