Horseshoes and b-52's
So you sold me out so you sold your brother out again. The sun shines all the time and my grass is always green and people don't seem to mind when I don't say what I mean. >From this far away it kind of looks like rain get black inside it's coming down. Now let me ask everyone to just standby for a moment here. Here are the marks. Good. It may look good it certainly feels unnatural. From this far away it kind of looks like rain get black inside its coming down.
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