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There used be this radio station ....Until I a w a k e That played all the songs I really liked . .....*We just ......hope that you                                                  ma  de it.* But it never came in quite right *We hope that you're celeb ratin g.* But I still used to listen everyday With peo.   ple you mis...shhhhh/ s. To the static. *And bur..... li ke a beaco n,* Because somehow it was still satisfying *Guidi ng........... our s .............hip* And when it would rain,   *aroun                d this helli                                 sh shoal.* I guess it cut out the interference. I'm happy to admit that maybe I am a little depressed, And maybe thats why... I feel you when it rains Cause I'm missing you to death.
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Jul 30, 2016
Jul 30, 2016 at 4:31 AM UTC
Radio static.
There used be this radio station ....Until I a w a k e That played all the songs I really liked . .....*We just ......hope that you                                                  ma  de it.* But it never came in quite right *We hope that you're celeb ratin g.* But I still used to listen everyday With peo.   ple you mis...shhhhh/ s. To the static. *And bur..... li ke a beaco n,* Because somehow it was still satisfying *Guidi ng........... our s .............hip* And when it would rain,   *aroun                d this helli                                 sh shoal.* I guess it cut out the interference. I'm happy to admit that maybe I am a little depressed, And maybe thats why... I feel you when it rains Cause I'm missing you to death.
Untitled number 4.... brand new. And radio static
Skaldspiller
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Jul 30, 2016
Jul 30, 2016 at 4:31 AM UTC
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