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Whenever i get dressed up I feel like an ex-con...
When i was seven I asked my mother To trip...
I want to tell you about a man You won't...
Bloody rag and a broken string of pearls On your...
There are some terrible gossips in this town There are...
I am not easily led Despite the head I was...
For the first time in my life I let myself...
The curtain slaps in the wind A human sound of...
Granted passage Into the finer days How i got here...