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Marijuana is tempting me we all have our moments (and) you're going to hell hands twitch spasmodically on the windowframe belly white fire from below You make me sweat and fidget and pace hair shining ravenlike at dawn God kills all our children while America revels in buisiness suits the poor man beaten down Listened to your tired song 30 hours straight but felt no comfort in the melody smoked 10,000 cigarettes waiting for the Christian Apocalypse
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Feb 23, 2010
Feb 23, 2010 at 5:09 PM UTC
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Marijuana is tempting me we all have our moments (and) you're going to hell hands twitch spasmodically on the windowframe belly white fire from below You make me sweat and fidget and pace hair shining ravenlike at dawn God kills all our children while America revels in buisiness suits the poor man beaten down Listened to your tired song 30 hours straight but felt no comfort in the melody smoked 10,000 cigarettes waiting for the Christian Apocalypse
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Feb 23, 2010
Feb 23, 2010 at 5:09 PM UTC
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