A troubled baby's raised on moldy bread
Abusing mind-fuck drugs softening my head
Out of control, energy on the ground
Christ slips on ice, all falls crowned
Digging ourselves deeper into holes
Becoming blind to our dirty souls
Careless, my name
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Moldy Bread Lyrics

Sebadoh – Moldy Bread Lyrics