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I could've been a tradesmen I'd work a six till three Follow my fathers footsteps To work and spend and sleep But I couldn't stray from embracing melodies -In the darkest times we often crave normality.
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Sep 8, 2016
Sep 8, 2016 at 7:53 AM UTC
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I could've been a tradesmen I'd work a six till three Follow my fathers footsteps To work and spend and sleep But I couldn't stray from embracing melodies -In the darkest times we often crave normality.
Vinnie
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Sep 8, 2016
Sep 8, 2016 at 7:53 AM UTC
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