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You son of a ***** You love me like You're trapped you can't get out and tell me one more time It won't make a difference Biding time for nothing now You'll never find your place Wishing you could have my hand Needs replaced, a chased embrace
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Jun 10, 2010
Jun 10, 2010 at 5:45 PM UTC
Your Brother
You son of a ***** You love me like You're trapped you can't get out and tell me one more time It won't make a difference Biding time for nothing now You'll never find your place Wishing you could have my hand Needs replaced, a chased embrace
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marley-oneill-1
Jun 10, 2010
Jun 10, 2010 at 5:45 PM UTC
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