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grounds, tobacco leaves, the sweat steams off of me
Everyone's self-serving, stuff it down to dull the pain
The neon sign commands them like moths

Had to cut you off, to better my future
Stay at the loft, send down rainbow six shooters
Pass the light like a moth, smoke my swisher
I got racks

the dry
A moth fighting at the lightbulb
To keep the fire alive
Keep desire alive
Just for one more taste
Keep desire alive
I play the egg and spoon race

the fire keeps burning 
And the skies stay orange 
We gon' be up in this motherfucker real late 
Better give me that bag of wacky tobacco 
Them cracker's

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Na Buachaillí Dána a speech impediment he inherited from a childhood trauma and through the open window wide a little Moth came floating through this