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12 Gauge Pen

Home is the place you go when shit is just too much. You hammer down on the gas as you let up on the clutch. All your problems they are bullets Just burning in the sun. Grab hold of me Pick up your pen And blast em with your gun.

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Published: Sep 18, 2013
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