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Apr 2018
Bullets fly
Our favorite death
Is the one we die tonight
And we're out of control
Cause I can't tell for certain
If this life is the life I'm really living in
The roof the fiddler played on
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The roof the fiddler played on  28/M/Minnesota
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   Carina
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