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I am the messiah of all the houses that neither you nor I own In the building behind your suburban home Beyond the gates that say Go away we are owned by the bank Secretly drop outs snorting up crank Holed up in a house that some poor soul could not afford
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Aug 17, 2013
Aug 17, 2013 at 12:10 AM UTC
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I am the messiah of all the houses that neither you nor I own In the building behind your suburban home Beyond the gates that say Go away we are owned by the bank Secretly drop outs snorting up crank Holed up in a house that some poor soul could not afford
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Libyan
Aug 17, 2013
Aug 17, 2013 at 12:10 AM UTC
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