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like a word that a hundred times a few times like a leaf that is green and died. Billboard
I am drowning in alcohol pond In the Mix San Mix with Ethanel Dance on the Carpet Carpet With a dead man under the bridge my present and my day like the dog I only call his bars In the corner of the panel with the two eyes open to you you are constantly lashing your innocent aspirations my present and my day like died on the curtain with a dead sword in your hand Dead Cooling my heart I know curses the billboard
I drown in the pond of alcohol in the Mix San Mix with Ethanol on the Carpet Carpet.
