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When blue collars you you might as well howl at the moon no one is coming the windows are shut the doors are all bolted your lifelines are cut start ******* in air 'cause you're going nowhere and there is where you'll end up.
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Sep 23, 2016
Sep 23, 2016 at 4:31 PM UTC
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When blue collars you you might as well howl at the moon no one is coming the windows are shut the doors are all bolted your lifelines are cut start ******* in air 'cause you're going nowhere and there is where you'll end up.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Sep 23, 2016
Sep 23, 2016 at 4:31 PM UTC
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