Letra de Yella's Son, Cold Mourning
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I am a family man, hung from the ceiling again, send this rope home and hang this note. cut it's belly right open
and let what it said be hungry. (ps. if you ever find me dangling, deliver this one ruin, sleet, snow, or shine)
and let what it said be hungry. (ps. if you ever find me dangling, deliver this one ruin, sleet, snow, or shine)
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