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I married this charcoal Fast as you took my soul Dole out the pills Monday Tuesday Wednesday If-then statements that don't make sense Read the side effects On my lable You see, I'm putting this all out on the table My spirit is a flighty bird You can't trust me, haven't you heard? I don't have an owners manual Oh my dear, this articulation is far too gradual.
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Aug 9, 2013
Aug 9, 2013 at 6:03 PM UTC
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I married this charcoal Fast as you took my soul Dole out the pills Monday Tuesday Wednesday If-then statements that don't make sense Read the side effects On my lable You see, I'm putting this all out on the table My spirit is a flighty bird You can't trust me, haven't you heard? I don't have an owners manual Oh my dear, this articulation is far too gradual.
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Aug 9, 2013
Aug 9, 2013 at 6:03 PM UTC
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