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A dab will do ya... So thought the eager young man But for me No such sentence can be formed A monster lit up by dance floor discos To high to think Rolling in the deep ******* has ravaged my state We dance like fiery mad demons Demonstrating our lust for life At night we come alive At dawn we love Her soft skin is milky upon my touch We unwind and laugh at our mistakes
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Nov 22, 2013
Nov 22, 2013 at 11:23 AM UTC
Drugs for Droogs
A dab will do ya... So thought the eager young man But for me No such sentence can be formed A monster lit up by dance floor discos To high to think Rolling in the deep ******* has ravaged my state We dance like fiery mad demons Demonstrating our lust for life At night we come alive At dawn we love Her soft skin is milky upon my touch We unwind and laugh at our mistakes
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justin-mark
Nov 22, 2013
Nov 22, 2013 at 11:23 AM UTC
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