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Jun 2018
So i heard you got tracks after doing a train.
I bet you kept it to yourself and it got out just the same.
You parked your car where you lost it.
But the cops ran the plates…. And now you’re looking
At the kinda time you stole from your face.

You look like every mile that ever had it out for you.
You’re in the valley where you lost your kids
But kept the *****….
You wear the same thing every day
Like a cloak and a smile -
So you’re invisible to Angels
Until they Fall.

How’s That ?
Third Eye Candy
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Third Eye Candy  M/USA
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