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We used to be mates now we’re cell mates This house is just a place we sleep This bed is just another place we read A Prison Pending release You used to be so sentimental I would sing your words with jealousy But that’s on me
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Apr 28, 2019
Apr 28, 2019 at 8:33 AM UTC
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We used to be mates now we’re cell mates This house is just a place we sleep This bed is just another place we read A Prison Pending release You used to be so sentimental I would sing your words with jealousy But that’s on me
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Apr 28, 2019
Apr 28, 2019 at 8:33 AM UTC
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