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take your dirty clothes from my floor and leave your sins on someone elses door folow the road you steppin on who kows wat it brings crashing on some poor random bed just after you painted the sky red have another try go start again its alwys you who wins in the end send your poison to someone who cares stepping past my window see if i stare its paining hard and you cant seem to stand walking through the streets like you own the land think you just made a brand new friend its always you who wins in the end

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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