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Feb 2012
I saw a great high mountain soaring above the exquisite blue sky
I thought to myself 'what can i do?'.
Three days later i found myself ******* on top of it like a wild dog.

I was listening to my fav rock and roll song on the radio
I thought to myself ''what can i do?''
Ten years later i found myself in bed on top of my saturday groupy.

I stole some money from my mother
I thought to myself ''what can i do?''
Five years later i got a kick out of wiping my *** with a dollar.

My problem, my friend, is i can't say i can't.
I just ******* can...
Written by
   Arcassin B, --- and Frida Virrueta
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