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Though it isn't written When the time is given For no wages or ransom You would sell out the world I wouldn't trust my life I wouldn't keep my secrets In a running faucet mouth
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Nov 30, 2015
Nov 30, 2015 at 5:33 PM UTC
Sell Outs
Though it isn't written When the time is given For no wages or ransom You would sell out the world I wouldn't trust my life I wouldn't keep my secrets In a running faucet mouth
It was just on my mind. It's not good ;-;.
kendra-wilson
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Nov 30, 2015
Nov 30, 2015 at 5:33 PM UTC
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