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By IgnorantKid

can't find out who came down to you last night was it him or was it me just to figure who it was I have to go to the man he only just caught my eyes on his slick new lies Show me who could do this to thee just a mourning vagrant some time in the future he'll tell you what your after shock came after dark before the morning set in just to sleep in it takes so much more like the grocery store selling your produce find you in recluce pick you up in the cart you go down the check out scan your big toe take you to the car to take you home it isn't that far just down the road

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