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I was i quik wet boy. diving too deep for coins.All of the street light eyes wide on my plastic toys.Then when the cops closet the fair I cut my long baby hair.Stole me a dog-eared map called for you everywhere
Have I found you flight less bird? jealus,weeping or lost you,american mouth
big pill looming now im a fat house cat nursing my sore blunt tongue
whatching the warm poison rats curl through wide fence cracks
pissing on magazine photos those fishing lures thrown in the cold and cleane blood of christ mountain stream
have i found you flight less bird?? grounded, bleeding, or loste you, american mouth big pill stuck going down
Have I found you flight less bird? jealus,weeping or lost you,american mouth
big pill looming now im a fat house cat nursing my sore blunt tongue
whatching the warm poison rats curl through wide fence cracks
pissing on magazine photos those fishing lures thrown in the cold and cleane blood of christ mountain stream
have i found you flight less bird?? grounded, bleeding, or loste you, american mouth big pill stuck going down
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Då tänkte jag att jag kunde ladda upp texten på bdb. x) <3
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