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Sititin all alone in my living room, why does it feel the exact opposite? Full room people talkin **** in a dead room and a blunt that's lit. Still wondering why you left me? Why did my soul leave when I was 9 years old? I guess my heart been cold, you tried to warm it up but the engine's old.
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Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 9:26 PM UTC
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Sititin all alone in my living room, why does it feel the exact opposite? Full room people talkin **** in a dead room and a blunt that's lit. Still wondering why you left me? Why did my soul leave when I was 9 years old? I guess my heart been cold, you tried to warm it up but the engine's old.
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Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 9:26 PM UTC
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