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Through the alcoholic breath I stumble across my words I speak tales of life and death Regard duels of guns and swords Mumbling about honor and grace While I can barely easy my pace I’m walking in circles, once again Inside the bottle, eased my pain
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Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 8:01 PM UTC
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Through the alcoholic breath I stumble across my words I speak tales of life and death Regard duels of guns and swords Mumbling about honor and grace While I can barely easy my pace I’m walking in circles, once again Inside the bottle, eased my pain
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Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 8:01 PM UTC
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