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Apr 2016
Slowly slipping towards the light
Somewhere someone loves the night
Rusty nails and silent dreams
What in the **** does this life mean?
Funless jokes disappear
Melted wax and lonely tears
Strayed away from the tracks
Greetings stranger, name is Max
Parker
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Parker  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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