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Whiskey all day **** all night Yank a knife in my side Beat me to death with a pogo stick Cry to me and call me a **** Your face is making me feel sick Don't mourn me.
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May 30, 2019
May 30, 2019 at 8:54 AM UTC
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Whiskey all day **** all night Yank a knife in my side Beat me to death with a pogo stick Cry to me and call me a **** Your face is making me feel sick Don't mourn me.
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May 30, 2019
May 30, 2019 at 8:54 AM UTC
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