If you make honest work You believe it then Unless no one's home My head like a vise I complained of him Except that nothing's wrong Nothing's wrong
You came and we talked With years between You brought the eight pack Of mushrooms, dear Change I can stomach Air I don't choke on Glistening and honest It was gross to me
Set it aside, I believed in you And there's nothing wrong I wish I could carry the load you did For half as long Change I can stomach Air I don't choke on Glistening and honest It was gross to me
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