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Oct 2012
I've been walking for,
we've been walking for,
what feels like days.

And it looks to me,
looks like we,
ain't takin' a break.

The sand in the wind,
oh how it stings,
like a *****.

I've been walking for,
we've been walking for,
what feels like days.

The sun, it dries,
my skin like,
a ******' raisin.

And I'm going blind,
from the sun shine,
in my eyes.

I need water,
but no, manslaughter,
is our first objective.

And I've been walking for,
we've been walking for,
what feels like days.

I've been walking for,
we've been walking for,
what feels like days.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio
Written by
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio  29/M/Salem, New Hampshire
(29/M/Salem, New Hampshire)   
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