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Aug 2018
Made a right hand turn in Witchita
met a guy named 'wrong turn' and headed back to the bar
woke up in Austin, slept in a van
sang "happy birthday to me" and got drunk again

******* second hand air through the countryside
busking here and there, (I'm) just along for the ride
traded time for a place that smelled like ****
loaded up the band, here we go again

Lost my mind,  a little I know,
pieces of me scattered up and down the road
some left in Georgia's July, others off the coast on an acid hike

........

Raged a bit too hard last night,
tried to destroy anything of meaning in life
Everything will **** you, I suppose,
sooner or later it's how we all go .
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   Khoisan
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