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He's in too deep. He can't seem to think. Just how low do you think he will he sink? Caught in the undertow of the current flow. He treads Slow It can make or break what you knew if you ride the rapids threw. Will they take Scuba Steve too!? He wont swim for the shore. to avoid once more the beauty in store Only to find... That he always wants more. he learned from the past but his oxygen can't last and his air Is depleting fast high in the speed and the passing sea **** I heard Scuba Steve plead I'm in too deep and I can't seem to think Just how low Do you think I will sink?
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May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 9:57 PM UTC
High On Sea **** Ft. Scuba Steve
He's in too deep. He can't seem to think. Just how low do you think he will he sink? Caught in the undertow of the current flow. He treads Slow It can make or break what you knew if you ride the rapids threw. Will they take Scuba Steve too!? He wont swim for the shore. to avoid once more the beauty in store Only to find... That he always wants more. he learned from the past but his oxygen can't last and his air Is depleting fast high in the speed and the passing sea **** I heard Scuba Steve plead I'm in too deep and I can't seem to think Just how low Do you think I will sink?
KrakPott
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May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 9:57 PM UTC
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