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Senior Member
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Join Date: May 2015
Posts: 12,714
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Senior Member
Join Date: May 2015
Posts: 12,714
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All of my heroes sit up straight
They stare at the ground
They radiate
Me, I'm mumbling in the kitchen for the sun to pay up
Lonely is a ring on a cold coffee cup
I'm some sick hound
Digging for bones
If it weren't for second chances, we'd all be alone
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