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Your backseat, that backward pickpocket, that schemer taking cell phones and jackets and wallets the pilfered seeds sewn, like lighthouses when they sprout guiding me back again back to you back to that ******* backseat
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May 14, 2010
May 14, 2010 at 4:43 PM UTC
Pickpocket
Your backseat, that backward pickpocket, that schemer taking cell phones and jackets and wallets the pilfered seeds sewn, like lighthouses when they sprout guiding me back again back to you back to that ******* backseat
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May 14, 2010
May 14, 2010 at 4:43 PM UTC
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