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Swallow til i can behave The way that my killers crave Hate this life but fear the grave Ooohhh wwwhhhhyyyyyyyyyyyy Head hung waiting on the step She claims that she over slept But i know secrets cant be kept Dooonnnttt ttttrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyy Limp back home with just a hand Not prepared to be a man Run away to neverland Aaaaannnddd fflllyyyyyyyyyyyyy
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Jul 21, 2016
Jul 21, 2016 at 10:49 PM UTC
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Swallow til i can behave The way that my killers crave Hate this life but fear the grave Ooohhh wwwhhhhyyyyyyyyyyyy Head hung waiting on the step She claims that she over slept But i know secrets cant be kept Dooonnnttt ttttrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyy Limp back home with just a hand Not prepared to be a man Run away to neverland Aaaaannnddd fflllyyyyyyyyyyyyy
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