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you will hear me when you play the smiths, taste me when you throw back Jim Beam you will feel me when you swim in the river, see me when you close your eyes to sleep   you will drink until you can’t stand, aching for my love and then you will remember what you did left the baby layin in blood
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Oct 4, 2024
Oct 4, 2024 at 10:30 AM UTC
Jim Beam
you will hear me when you play the smiths, taste me when you throw back Jim Beam you will feel me when you swim in the river, see me when you close your eyes to sleep   you will drink until you can’t stand, aching for my love and then you will remember what you did left the baby layin in blood
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Oct 4, 2024
Oct 4, 2024 at 10:30 AM UTC
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