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stop stop stop come hold me now it's getting worse stop, please, stop come hold me now or drive my hearse stop stop stop i'm dying out this life's my curse
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Mar 21, 2016
Mar 21, 2016 at 3:09 PM UTC
the lungs of a man whom destroyed them
stop stop stop come hold me now it's getting worse stop, please, stop come hold me now or drive my hearse stop stop stop i'm dying out this life's my curse
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Mar 21, 2016
Mar 21, 2016 at 3:09 PM UTC
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