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Dirty sunrise creeping in, broken bottles killed within. The room is black, the blinds are drawn! I don’t remember anything, what I’ve done? or, where I’ve been?? Another night is come and gone.. This is not for me, no, this life is not for me, not for me, no, anymore. The devil smiles and laughs at me, since you’ve been bad just wait and see!! You know I’ve heard this all before and I say, you can keep your high life in the hills! Your cocaine lies and whiskey thrills, I don’t need you anymore!
Posted on: Fri, 16 Jan 2015 19:42:24 +0000

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