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I'm petering out, the afterburners already kicked in fueled to the last drop, doubt taking over my eyes when I see this small world from the big skies Crocidial smiles and alligator grins trying to lure a fool in but I'm a picese, I can swim Gills filled to the brim with green All I want is that cash, that greed If love and laughter can't fuel me fill the tank with money.
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Mar 28, 2013
Mar 28, 2013 at 9:48 PM UTC
Green Gills
I'm petering out, the afterburners already kicked in fueled to the last drop, doubt taking over my eyes when I see this small world from the big skies Crocidial smiles and alligator grins trying to lure a fool in but I'm a picese, I can swim Gills filled to the brim with green All I want is that cash, that greed If love and laughter can't fuel me fill the tank with money.
© Daniel Magner 2013
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Mar 28, 2013
Mar 28, 2013 at 9:48 PM UTC
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