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him the scree Same cups, the ends of his tea Are now tasting like coffee Padded earflap rusty nose He said he had no chorus to give me Cuz time is
we come from. And there in hell only hats That devil wear is earflaps. So many stereotypes.. So many different lives.. Where is the thruth about us??
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