I've cared for you all my life Where am I why am I sure to have never existed You must remember that I always swept the pieces I left behind I've cared for
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you're disposable? Summers eve Massengill Shady's got the mass appeal, baby, crank the shit 'Cause it's your God damn jam You say that you want your punchlines a little more compact Well
Where a mountain reaches for the sky Nidafiell, mountain of the dead Terrifying it's might He approach the gates His heart is cold He understands all to well
upon the spot for the starving of me! Till up grow a fine young cherry tree Well when the bough breaks, what'll you make for me? A little willow cabin
ahead Where a mountain reaches for the sky Nidafiell, mountain of the dead Terrifying it's might He approach the gates his heart is cold He understands all to well
you?re disposable? summers eve Massengill shady?s got the mass appeal baby crank the shit cause it?s your God-damn jam you say that you want your punchlines a little more compact well
disposable? Summer's eve massingale Shady's got the mass appeal, baby crank the shit Cause it's your god damned jam You said that you want your punclines a little more compact Well
? Summer's eve massingale Shady's got the mass appeal, baby crank the shit Cause it's your god damned jam You said that you want your punclines a little more compact Well
re disposable? summers eve Massengill shady?s got the mass appeal baby crank the shit cause it?s your God-damn jam you say that you want your punchlines a little more compact well
it lay down hard... I knew it well, (and it's coming) The vultures dive, ignite, a part of this love's discord, in lines in Adonai's deep, and everything
Weep upon the spot for the starving of me! Till up grow a fine young cherry tree Well when the bough breaks, what'll you make for me? A little willow