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born again and such a stretch manifest and etch-a-sketch my brain is gone, i'm not the best carry on to ace the test rhyming words and cracking skulls parking lots of oily gulls beating hearts with drumming sticks mouthing words of stevie nix getting old and magic wands dumping bodies into ponds flash, flash, the smiles of moms making rent and dropping bombs gravitate towards running fast this line's a lemon, and the last
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Aug 14, 2012
Aug 14, 2012 at 2:36 PM UTC
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born again and such a stretch manifest and etch-a-sketch my brain is gone, i'm not the best carry on to ace the test rhyming words and cracking skulls parking lots of oily gulls beating hearts with drumming sticks mouthing words of stevie nix getting old and magic wands dumping bodies into ponds flash, flash, the smiles of moms making rent and dropping bombs gravitate towards running fast this line's a lemon, and the last
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