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We light matches till sunrise And drop acid on swingsets Forgetting who we are Till the cops come And ask us for our IDs
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Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 4:26 AM UTC
How Reality Crumbles
We light matches till sunrise And drop acid on swingsets Forgetting who we are Till the cops come And ask us for our IDs
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Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 4:26 AM UTC
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