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I know a clean way out, the vandals made it low The day so lean, the nighttime slips in a song There was a shot way out, down past Varina I burn my bed and run naked in the winter Well oh well, the pines are getting to me, consider my life, I'm wild

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In around the hive it's always loud Burning brandy rushes noisy cloud Trace one mark for knowledge, two more down for sin I know there's another way in Old books to deconstruct your smile Grab on to your lash, bat me around Floor planks for tuxedo, a