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She's a walking fever dream That puts the lust in your lungs Packed, feel And breath the white needles left there Expand Too far Exhaul unfortune
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Jan 22, 2017
Jan 22, 2017 at 3:57 AM UTC
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She's a walking fever dream That puts the lust in your lungs Packed, feel And breath the white needles left there Expand Too far Exhaul unfortune
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Jan 22, 2017
Jan 22, 2017 at 3:57 AM UTC
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