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American, Not American, American

this is a one way street, kid. why are you out so late? you dont know what your sayin', kid. tell me what i am saying. tell me what i am saying. i drowned in the ocean i was swallowed by the sea for miles and miles thats all i could see steal. dont steal. steal. dont steal. still, i'll should have learned to swim.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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