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all your time putting worth on work while the world dies and the hurt just surfs blood and tide being pulled by night cleansing cycles of moonlight I can't mourn from a lesson learned pigs demise at the end of the knife at the end of the of the knife at the end of the of the knife I sit at the edge of the the knife mourn from the lesson learned all your time make the money I roll the nickels yes you see this game it is mine street flows full of blood yes it flows with the blood of the swine I'm a ***** a *** a hobo, a box car and jug of wine bad and good they go together must except one to understand the other you see that everyone will have their day to die just give it time
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Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 3:06 PM UTC
Out Of The Dark
all your time putting worth on work while the world dies and the hurt just surfs blood and tide being pulled by night cleansing cycles of moonlight I can't mourn from a lesson learned pigs demise at the end of the knife at the end of the of the knife at the end of the of the knife I sit at the edge of the the knife mourn from the lesson learned all your time make the money I roll the nickels yes you see this game it is mine street flows full of blood yes it flows with the blood of the swine I'm a ***** a *** a hobo, a box car and jug of wine bad and good they go together must except one to understand the other you see that everyone will have their day to die just give it time
I got a motorcycle and a sleeping bag why do I need a job Castle Of Sin
leal-knowone
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Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 3:06 PM UTC
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