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how can we be friends                they don't love us three minutes and not even a **** well it wasn't much to expect anyways           I sing prettier barefoot        walking on rocks do the moans of the devils and their lovesick blues outweigh the choirs angels three minutes to receive me to make me one of your own a merry band of travelers set out on the road a last hoorah of bachelors the women the moan
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May 23, 2019
May 23, 2019 at 6:47 PM UTC
Pretty is the sound of a broken heart (Thumbin)
how can we be friends                they don't love us three minutes and not even a **** well it wasn't much to expect anyways           I sing prettier barefoot        walking on rocks do the moans of the devils and their lovesick blues outweigh the choirs angels three minutes to receive me to make me one of your own a merry band of travelers set out on the road a last hoorah of bachelors the women the moan
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May 23, 2019
May 23, 2019 at 6:47 PM UTC
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