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No no benders Yes yes you a ware waitress Un felt ice that won't bind Ties that tip back In your hand for the kids Tuesdays her line I stay across a pond Timing nights dry Sunday I'm still inside Ties that hurt ya Undone rooms in foots slop Broken reason and shins Foot and railroad Ties that fine Rent Paris Invent that piano mr fox Priest wines on my timber Mr fox I miss energy I'm so finished with women You know they have fire in that place When the witch way comes looking It was you
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Jun 20, 2025
Jun 20, 2025 at 10:32 PM UTC
No no he
No no benders Yes yes you a ware waitress Un felt ice that won't bind Ties that tip back In your hand for the kids Tuesdays her line I stay across a pond Timing nights dry Sunday I'm still inside Ties that hurt ya Undone rooms in foots slop Broken reason and shins Foot and railroad Ties that fine Rent Paris Invent that piano mr fox Priest wines on my timber Mr fox I miss energy I'm so finished with women You know they have fire in that place When the witch way comes looking It was you
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Jun 20, 2025
Jun 20, 2025 at 10:32 PM UTC
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