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How many trees to the west of here. |
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How many smokes left have you got. |
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I wanna stand but I'm talking to a cop. |
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There's piss on my boots, how'd you make it stop. |
| [01:07.56] |
Dance past looking for a crashed dance lot. |
| [01:11.74] |
I'm alone, up on the top of the pine. |
| [01:20.48] |
Let's people, and makes the pine. |
| [01:24.54] |
I be with an old lady, I'll be ridin her lie, Oh |
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Smokin outside a copytail. |
| [01:37.02] |
I won't know when I fail. |
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She's the liver of life, and no, they are not casual lost in the fog. |
| [01:55.73] |
We got one kind of trouble, it's a woman on a bed. |
| [02:03.11] |
Take note, there's still a hole in your heart. |
| [02:07.36] |
Take note, there's still a hole in your heart. |
| [02:11.54] |
Take note, there's still a hole in your heart. |
| [02:16.16] |
Take note, there's still a hole in your heart. |
| [02:20.47] |
Take note, there's still a hole in your heart. |
| [02:24.52] |
Take note, there's still a hole in your heart. |
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Love in sit, and you bait to talk. |
| [02:50.08] |
My young little soul, learning to walk. |
| [02:54.13] |
Close that weary door like the house on the weary street. |
| [03:03.43] |
I finally go in the blind heights. |
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I'm warm in the cold, that's corn rows. |
| [03:11.42] |
I finally go in blind heights. |
| [03:15.85] |
That's a cold toke, through the corn rows. |
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Take note, there's still a hole in your heart. |
| [03:41.68] |
Take note, there's still a hole in your heart. |
| [03:45.86] |
Take note, there's still a hole in your heart. |
| [03:50.04] |
Take note, there's still a hole in your heart. |
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