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Rattle along to our own sound You and I Unleashing brains Still wrapped in chains Avoiding the rain And smoky grounds That are Getting us high. Cheeseburger exchanged for one pound He and I Describing pains Down country lanes Avoiding the train And busy Towns Who are Making us cry. Guitar strings so loud we are drowned You and I Cutting veins No one who gains Avoiding the sane And white gowns They are Keeping us dry.
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Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 6:59 PM UTC
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Rattle along to our own sound You and I Unleashing brains Still wrapped in chains Avoiding the rain And smoky grounds That are Getting us high. Cheeseburger exchanged for one pound He and I Describing pains Down country lanes Avoiding the train And busy Towns Who are Making us cry. Guitar strings so loud we are drowned You and I Cutting veins No one who gains Avoiding the sane And white gowns They are Keeping us dry.
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Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 6:59 PM UTC
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