I Said, "kiss Me, You're Beautiful -

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    The car is on fire, and there's no driver at

    the wheel And the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides And a dark wind blows The government is corrupt And we're on so many drugs With the radio on and the curtains drawn We're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine And the machine is bleeding to death...
    SupDukkeobi SupDukkeobi
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    Jan 12, 2016
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