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there's a man throwing pennies up up in the air heads or tail, yes or no copper distraught met silver uncertainty wondering when will gold find their way metal in our blood trouble magnet they say isn't that what we're built for? crystal clear, we'll never be too muddled with impurities but that's okay, good samaritans are dead anyway
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Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 6:23 AM UTC
Heads or Tails?
there's a man throwing pennies up up in the air heads or tail, yes or no copper distraught met silver uncertainty wondering when will gold find their way metal in our blood trouble magnet they say isn't that what we're built for? crystal clear, we'll never be too muddled with impurities but that's okay, good samaritans are dead anyway
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Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 6:23 AM UTC
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