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We've all been molested By time and space The lovers have problems With keeping their place A head filled with toxins Colours, fairy tales They teach us that men Can make a home inside whales My message is simple Don't stand near train tracks Though everyone does it So it's time to relax Speculations of pain Hurt me enough Weak to the core Though I'm told that we're tough
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Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 10:31 PM UTC
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We've all been molested By time and space The lovers have problems With keeping their place A head filled with toxins Colours, fairy tales They teach us that men Can make a home inside whales My message is simple Don't stand near train tracks Though everyone does it So it's time to relax Speculations of pain Hurt me enough Weak to the core Though I'm told that we're tough
harvey-jones
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Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 10:31 PM UTC
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