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I held a cigarette to my ear to listen to the paper burn I saw your badge of hate so I spat in your face As if it was different to the one I was wearing
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May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 11:44 AM UTC
The story of Frank at the end of the world
I held a cigarette to my ear to listen to the paper burn I saw your badge of hate so I spat in your face As if it was different to the one I was wearing
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May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 11:44 AM UTC
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