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dad said son i threw out your cards i wept and cried with tears then my head got smashed in tree along with all my dreams lost in time well it caught up paid for all my demons could die wasted plastered faces seen with broken miles drove my cab three million miles three million miles demensions dementations jim, harold, patrick gone forever well, maybe not spock, can you hear me I gave up on destiny and shooting stars and all that misery I learn to dry my tears upon the open wind and wash my mind with breath of broken sea and now i've got to go charge the three point per and the extras keep coming yeah the extras keep coming to keep me they make me sleepy but i don't sleep
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Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 11:23 AM UTC
The Extras
dad said son i threw out your cards i wept and cried with tears then my head got smashed in tree along with all my dreams lost in time well it caught up paid for all my demons could die wasted plastered faces seen with broken miles drove my cab three million miles three million miles demensions dementations jim, harold, patrick gone forever well, maybe not spock, can you hear me I gave up on destiny and shooting stars and all that misery I learn to dry my tears upon the open wind and wash my mind with breath of broken sea and now i've got to go charge the three point per and the extras keep coming yeah the extras keep coming to keep me they make me sleepy but i don't sleep
david-ehrgott
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Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 11:23 AM UTC
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