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..when you notice the stripes,
the dirt in your fries.
hope it’s right when you die, old and bony.
dawn breaks like a bull through the hall,
never should have called.
but my head’s to the wall and i’m lonely.
..when you notice the stripes,
the dirt in your fries.
hope it’s right when you die, old and bony.
dawn breaks like a bull through the hall,
never should have called.
but my head’s to the wall and i’m lonely.
