Minuscule mishaps snap traps closed
They slam doors
Your eyes could be pitfalls
And your hairs so silky smooth that it snares
Its scary
That minute builds mountains
Not mole hills like were told
And now your sittin in the kitchen glazing doughnuts
Tell your too old
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Your missin print that was manly meant for lawyers eyes
We've uploaded a new song for u to listen to - "four chords and the truth", hope u enjoy! U can also check out more stuff on our website - http://www.fredtheband.com
Check out my art gallery when you get the chance :) I have new artwork pieces posted up.