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"Something's behind me
Of course, I deny it
It's impossible to deny
I wanna puke"
it's that time again, time to say goodnight...... skull
poem:
you will, if they accept it wink
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the cold hard lands
they bite our hands
they gnaw our feet
the rocks and stones
are like old bones
all bare of meat
man, I'm praying for this country right now!
well, I wouldn't go that far.
goodnight.........