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dark around her eyes,what a surprise.gonna take a trip down south.this weekend is definitely freakin'dallas town way the fuck out.all my friends say i should stopthinkin' and playing the voice of doubt.gonna fish scale and look paleand suffer nuclear fallout.so much intensityi wonder if it's the death of me tonight.victorian symphony like vampiresthey stay outta the light.but if it's a scene and they're in betweenand just passin' the time.i'll spend my own searching for the phoneand stop and wonder why.distrust any enterprise that requires anew change of clothes.trouble with kids today is that none ever read any thoreau.but they seem beat cant competewith the scene that overwhelms.Letras de cancionesi wonder if it's desperation or just the need to save themselves.it looks good on paper nothing can save her.without the dark.she is my friend my brethren so i understand her lark.timid is the soul of the rest who cant follow the spark From Letras Mania