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My brain is thinking funny and I thought you'd relate, I've got no money and I smell like shit. Two cockroaches sit on a table Gather dust eaves dropping conversation. Stone cold faces, hard hard times. I love life but no pain is annoying, Fuck the skeleton sin my closet, I'm so tired of their sad sad moans
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