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Batsto (2023)
02:35
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REMEMBERING THE YEAR THAT YOU WERE GONE: A SERIES OF DECISIONS, UNHEALTHY LIVING, WRITING NOVELS IN MONITORED TIME. COLD PAVEMENT UNDER STATIC SKY. WE’RE GAINING PATIENCE BUT LOSING SIGHT. WE WROTE OFF OUR PROBLEMS AS BETTER TIMES. BUT HEY, YOU COULDN’T SELL THE STORIES ANYWAY. IN A BATTLE WITH NEW ENGLAND OF WHO KNOWS YOU BEST. A MEDIOCRE VOTE OF CONFIDENCE AND THAT POOR BOY WON’T KNOW WHAT HIT HIM. IF AND WHEN YOU TELL COMMITMENT TO TAKE A HIKE IT’S THE SAME OLD STORY. SO HELP ME IF I TRY TO MAKE AN HONEST EFFORT THIS TIME. BUT HEY, YOU COULDN’T SELL THE STORIES ANYWAY. HEY, YOU COULDN’T TELL THE STORIES ANYWAY.
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WELL, EVERYONE KNOWS YOU’RE AN ASSHOLE AND YOUR NEW OCCUPATION LETS EVERYONE KNOW FOR SURE. DIRECTING TRAFFIC IN THE BIG APPLE AND TOTING A GUN. WEARING A BADGE THAT YOU SWORE YOU’D NEVER WEAR. LIKE FADED INK ON THE BACKSIDE OF YOUR ARM, KILL YOUR IDOLS AND WEAR THEM DOWN AND OUT. YOU’RE WEARING THEM DOWN AND OUT BECAUSE YOU SOLD OUT. WE ALL KNEW YOU WERE AN ASSHOLE BUT YOU’VE REALLY BROUGHT YOURSELF TO A NEW KIND OF ALL TIME LOW WHERE THE BULLIED BECOMES THE BULLY AND BULLIES WHAT IT’S BUILT ON IN BLUE. A UNIFORM THAT YOU SWORE YOU’D NEVER WEAR. LIKE FADED INK ON THE BACKSIDE OF YOUR ARM, KILL YOUR IDOLS AND WEAR THEM DOWN AND OUT. YOU’RE WEARING THEM DOWN AND OUT. WELL YOU SHOULD GET USED TO DONUTS AND DRINKING TOO MUCH COFFEE WHILE I WATCH YOUR PUNK ROCK PAST DISAPPEAR AS FAST AS YOU’LL BE READING IT’S MIRANDA RIGHTS. YOU’LL BE READING IT’S MIRANDA RIGHTS. YOU’RE READING IT’S MIRANDA RIGHTS. SO ARREST ME IF I’M CONVINCED THAT MORE OFTEN THAN NOT THE WORST KINDS OF PEOPLE BECOME COPS.
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STRANGERS WITH FAMILIAR FACES WILL GREET ME AT THE DOOR, AND I SWEAR I’VE BEEN HERE BEFORE BUT YOUR SISTERS HOUSE ISN’T QUITE THE SAME AS YOURS. YOU COULD GET LOST IN THE DRIVEWAY BUT I’M BLOCKING EVERYONE IN ON THE CAUSEWAY. LET ME MOVE MY VAN AND SAVE ME A SPOT AT THE TABLE IF YOU’RE ABLE. AND LET’S GIVE THESE GUYS A HAND BECAUSE THERE IS PAPER EVERYWHERE. THERE IS PAPER EVERYWHERE. SMILING AND SPINNING. BLINDFOLDED AND LAUGHING. STRANGERS WITH FAMILIAR FACES ARE GETTING OUT OF HAND. I KNEW YOU’D UNDERSTAND WHERE I WAS LAST YEAR. I DIDN’T MEAN TO DISAPPEAR. JUST A COMBINATION OF BROKEN HEART AND BUSY. IT WASN’T EASY, BUT THIS SONG’S MY BEST APOLOGY. SO LET’S GIVE THESE GUYS A HAND BECAUSE THERE IS PAPER EVERYWHERE. THERE IS PAPER EVERYWHERE. SMILING AND SPINNING. BLINDFOLDED AND LAUGHING. BUT IT’S TIME TO GO HOME. CHRISTINE ASKED ME IF I’D WRITE A SONG ABOUT YOUR PARTY AND ALL I COULD SAY WAS MAYBE. ALL I COULD SAY WAS MAYBE.
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WELL, I’M TRYING TO EASE INTO THIS EVENING. I’M TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT’S THE MATTER BUT THESE PROBLEMS ARE DEEPER THAN YOU AND I. WHEN I’M NOT BUSY WATCHING YOU CRY IN PUBLIC (AS YOU READ THIS) I’LL BREAK YOUR HEART FOR THE THOUSANDTH TIME AND TELL YOU TO GET SOME HELP OR GET OUT OF THE HOUSE BECAUSE YOU SEEM P-A-T-H-E-T-I-C. I REALLY DIDN’T WANT TO HAVE TO SPELL IT OUT BUT YOU’VE LEFT ME WITH LITTLE CHOICE. WITH RESENTMENT TOWARDS FRIENDS YOU’VE NEVER EVEN MET AND INNER-OFFICE RELATIONS YOU CAN’T SEEM TO CLEARLY VOICE. SO TAKE TWELVE STEPS. GET OUT OF THE HOUSE. BECAUSE YOU SEEM SO LOST STUMBLING AND FUMBLING, DRUNK, DOWN FAIRMOUNT AVENUE. IT’S CLEAR AS A BELL BUT YOU’RE STUBBORN AS HELL AND TOO HELPLESS TO LET YOUR GAURD DOWN. CLEAR AS A BELL BUT YOU’RE STUBBORN AS HELL AND SPILT YOUR WATER ICE ACROSS THE TABLE. SO CLEAN UP THIS MESS. CLEAN UP THIS MESS INSTEAD OF WAITING FOR IT TO CLEAN ITSELF, BECAUSE IT ISN’T GOING ANYWHERE. IT ISN’T GOING ANYWHERE. IT ISN’T GOING ANYWHERE OVERNIGHT. BUT YOU’LL IGNORE ME AND SLEEP, CLOTHES ON, UPTIGHT. WELL, I’M TRYING TO EASE OUT OF THIS EVENING.
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THERE’S A SPACE RIGHT BELOW JENNY ROSS’ LEFT ELBOW WHICH IS THE PERFECT PLACE FOR A STATEMENT OF PERSONAL HOPE. POIGNANT, YES, BUT STRICTLY WISHFUL THINKING FOR A SLIGHTLY LONGER WINTER WATCHING HOCKEY AT “THE POPE”. AND A DEMEANING STARE AS WE SPOKE. YOU SEE I’VE GOT DOUBT WHICH ECHOES OUT LIKE CHURCH BELLS. FROM A TV SET, TO MY INNER EAR, INTO MY BRAIN. BUT IT’S LIKE I’M SPEAKING A BURIED LANGUAGE THROUGH SIX FEET OF EARTH AND DIRT, OUT MY MOUTH AND BACK AGAIN. TERRIBLE RECEPTION CONGESTING INSPIRATION. CAN I BUY A VOWEL? AND KICK THE CONSONANTS RIGHT OUT? COLOR COMMENTARY CONFIRMING THE WORST OF FEARS. DRIVING BACK TO GREEN STREET LOOKING FORWARD TO NEXT YEAR. I’M LOOKING FORWARD TO NEXT YEAR.
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Rearrange My Life (2023)
01:59
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SINCE YOU LEFT THERE’S MORE ROOM ON MY BED FOR ME TO THROW MY OLD THINGS ON AND OFF. AND YOU DON’T MIND. WHY WOULD YOU MIND THAT I’VE TAKEN UP YOUR SPOT WITH PHOTOS AND POSTAGE AND CLOTHING AND GARBAGE? AND FILLED UP EVERY BOX, AFTER BOX, AFTER BOX AND THREW THEM ALL OUT? WITH BAGS OF OLD BILLS THAT I’VE SHREDDED SO NO ONE CAN REARRANGE MY LIFE? THEY CAN JUST HAVE IT ON MY LAWN BEFORE ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE. MAKING SPACE FOR THREE GUYS AND SOME GEAR, FOR ONE MONTH WHICH MIGHT FEEL LIKE A FULL YEAR. AND I DON’T MIND. WHY WOULD I MIND THAT I’VE PUT IN MY TWO WEEKS? FROM A DESK AND A CHAIR AND A COMPUTER TO STARE AT WHEN I’VE GOT MY WHOLE LIFE TO PLAN AROUND SOMETHING LIFELESS LIKE A FULL TIME JOB? I WON’T BE PUSHING PAPER WHEN THERE’S MILES TO INSPIRE ME TO REARRANGE MY LIFE. I CAN JUST HAVE IT ON THE ROAD BEFORE ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE.
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Gin & Ironic (2023)
03:05
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I’VE BEEN MAKING ENDS MEET. YOU’VE LET YOURS END ALREADY. WE COULD COMPARE OUR SPITE IN SIZE WHILE THE ROOM GETS OUR BOXING GLOVES READY. BUT THERE’S A TWENTY-FIVE FOOT DISTANCE AND A SIX FOOT WALL OF STRANGERS DIVIDING THIS ROOM IN TWO. I’VE BEEN MAKING ENDS MEET. YOU’VE LET YOURS END ALREADY ON A DATE WITH MR. FIDEL CASTRO TO BOOST MORALE AND KEEP YOU STEADY. “M.I.A.” ON A WALL OF SHIPWRECKS, PAINTED, THAT I CAN’T SEE BECAUSE I’LL KEEP MY HEAD DOWN. I WON’T ADMIT THIS GETS TO ME. YOU CAN KEEP YOUR BACK TURNED. I KNOW THIS GETS TO YOU TOO, BUT IT ISN’T LIKE I’VE REALLY THOUGHT THIS THROUGH. I’VE BEEN MAKING ENDS MEET. I’VE MADE YOURS END ALREADY. NEW SKIN IN AN OLD AESICS T-SHIRT WHICH SHE’LL COVER UP WITH A HOODIE. WHAT IF YOU KNEW WE WERE ALL OUT TO GET YOU? I THINK YOU’D SAY “I’LL KEEP MY HEAD DOWN. I WON’T ADMIT THIS GETS TO ME”. YOU CAN KEEP YOUR BACK TURNED. I KNOW THIS GETS TO YOU TOO BUT IT ISN’T LIKE I’VE REALLY THOUGHT THIS THROUGH. NOT A WORD FROM ANYONE AROUND. A WORN-OUT HARDWOOD FLOOR. DIMLY LIT AND HIPSTER COVERED IN GIN AND IRONIC. ONLY 200 DECIBELS TOO LOW, BUT NOT ENOUGH TO HEAR YOU SAY “WHAT IS HE DOING HERE? WHAT IS HE DOING? WHAT IS HE DOING HERE TONIGHT?”. I’LL KEEP MY HEAD DOWN. YOU CAN KEEP YOUR BACK TURNED.
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New Careers (2023)
02:58
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YOU SHOULDN’T CARE WHAT YOUR FRIENDS SAY. YOU CAN SMOKE WEED WITH DAVE EVERYDAY AND I WON’T MIND. YOU CAN SETTLE DOWN SKIP TOWN AND MOVE AWAY FROM HERE. YOU COULD BOTH START NEW CAREERS AND I WON’T MIND. BUT IF I REALLY SAID THOSE THINGS YOU COULD CALL ME A LIAR FOR ALL TIME. I KNOW THIS MIGHT BOTHER YOU TO HEAR. YOU KNOW IT KILLS ME WHEN YOU GET TREATED LIKE THE ENEMY. BUT YOU DON’T MIND. SO I’LL TRY TO MAKE PLANS TONIGHT WHILE YOU THINK I’VE LOST MY SIGHT. WELL, YOU’RE RIGHT, AND I DON’T MIND. BUT IF I REALLY FELT THAT WAY YOU COULD CALL ME A LIAR FOR ALL TIME. YOU COULD CALL ME A LIAR FOR ALL TIME.
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Sebadon't (2023)
03:16
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THESE LINES ARE TWO MONTHS OVERDUE. I’M SORRY TO KEEP YOU WAITING. BUT I HAD A DREAM I SAID THESE WORDS TO YOU, SO I FIGURED IT WAS TIME TO SIT DOWN AND START WRITING. YOU’RE ACTING LIKE SOMEONE ELSE I HARDLY KNOW, WHOSE FIRST NAME YOU COULDN’T PAY ME TO MENTION. IT SOUNDS LIKE SUBURBAN WAR DRUMS BUT I COULDN’T BE BOTHERED BY INTIMIDATIONS IMPERSONATION OF A BEATING ULTIMATUM. TO THINK, I’VE LOST FRIENDS FOR THIS. HOW MANY TIMES CAN I STICK UP FOR IT? WHAT GOOD’S A FRIEND WHOSE BEST WHEN YOUR BEST IS A STUBBORN MESS. SO RE-EXAMINE YOUR INTERESTS AND COME SEE ME WHEN YOU’RE OVER THIS. YOU’RE ACTING LIKE SOMEONE ELSE I HARDLY KNOW WHOSE FIRST NAME YOU COULDN’T PAY ME TO MENTION. SIMILAR STATEMENTS ABOUT CHANGE. I HAVEN’T CHANGED ANYTHING BUT I’VE BEEN PUSHED FOR SO LONG THAT IT’S ABOUT TIME I DO THE PUSHING. YOU WERE JUST CORRECTING ME. I NEVER QUITE KNOW WHAT TO SAY, BUT RIGHT NOW I’M TOO BUSY CORRECTING THIS CONVERSATION BY LEAVING.
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IF ANYONE NEEDS ADVICE ON THE BEST WAY TO MANAGE A TWENTY-FOUR HOUR DRIVE YOU CAN TELL THEM THAT I’M YOUR GUY. I COULD EXPLAIN IT IN OVERLY-PRISTINE DETAIL AS THEY TAKE SOME NOTES. FOR EXAMPLE, WE ORGANIZED YOUR LIFE INTO THE BACK OF MY VAN AND LEFT AT NIGHT. TOOK A BREAK TO BUY A MATTRESS, SOME NEW ALLEN WRENCHES AND A DESK. AND I DROPPED YOU OFF HALFWAY. I LEFT SO EARLY THE NEXT DAY. AND WITH A POCKET FULL OF CASH I HAD TO SPEND IT ALL ON GASOLINE. WITH FORTY MILES TO GO I SMELLED LIKE STALE CAFFEINE AND PHEROMONES. YOU SEE I HAD SPACED OUT INGESTING CHEMICALS THROUGHOUT THE DAY AND I WAS BUSY LETTING THE BLOOD REST INSIDE OF BOTH OF MY LEGS. SHIFTING THROUGH PINS AND NEEDLES AS I SWITCHED FROM MANUAL TO CRUISE CONTROL. BUT THIS IS THE LAST TIME. SO I HOPE YOU DON’T MIND. OH, I HOPE YOU DON’T MIND MY JEALOUS SIDE. BECAUSE YOU’RE NEVER COMING BACK TO NEW JERSEY. BECAUSE YOU’RE NEVER COMING BACK TO BUCKS COUNTY. AND I’M TRYING THE BEST THAT I CAN. BECAUSE I DON’T WANT YOU BACK IN NEW JERSEY. BECAUSE I DON’T WANT YOU BACK IN BUCKS COUNTY. SO I’M TRYING THE BEST THAT I CAN. I’M NOT GONNA STICK AROUND AND WAIT IN NEW JERSEY. I’M NOT GONNA STICK AROUND AND DRIVE TO BUCKS COUNTY. I’VE GOT A MORE IMPORTANT PLAN WITH ALL OF MY THINGS ORGANIZED IN A VAN AND A DRIVE THAT TAKES ABOUT HALF THE TIME.
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Open A Book (2023)
02:29
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WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME I’VE HAD MY NOSE IN A BOOK? WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME? WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME I’VE BEEN AS WELL READ AS I CLAIM TO BE? PUTTING DOWN EVERY FACE I SEE WHEN EVERY FACE I SEE KNOWS MORE THAN ME. HOW SOON IS TOO SOON TO START MAKING PLANS? NOT SOON ENOUGH TO START TAKING A STAND, BECAUSE IT’S UNCLEAR HOW LONG WE’LL BE STANDING HERE. YEAH IT’S UNCLEAR. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME THAT WE’VE OPENED A BOOK? WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME? A BROKEN SPINE. WELL I GET IT. TAKE YOUR TIME BECAUSE I’VE READ IT. OUR SCHEDULE’S NOT DRAWN IN A PICTURE PERFECT OUTLINE. HOW SOON IS TOO SOON TO START MAKING PLANS? NOT SOON ENOUGH TO START TAKING A STAND, BECAUSE IT’S UNCLEAR HOW LONG WE’LL BE STANDING HERE. YEAH IT’S UNCLEAR. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME THAT I’VE OPENED A BOOK? WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME?
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All Thumbs Down (2023)
02:38
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IT’S ALMOST LIKE WE’VE HARDLY SPOKE BUT ALL MY CLOTHES STILL SMELL LIKE SMOKE, SO IT’S ALMOST LIKE I’VE SEEN YOU ALL WEEK. TAKING A BREAK FROM DRIVING WITH YOUR EXHAUST PIPE IN YOUR DRIVEWAY. IF I COULD SEE YOU EVERYDAY I’D TAKE YOU TO MY PLACE, BECAUSE WITHOUT YOU IN BED IT’S NIGHTS WITH STRINGS AND CABLES INSTEAD. AND THEY WON’T HOLD YOU BACK AS MUCH AS YOU WANT. THEY DON’T HOLD YOU BACK. GERMANY MIGHT HAVE TO WAIT. WHAT WAS A WELL PLANNED SHOW OF YOURS IS NOW A SHOW OF HANDS, ALL THUMBS DOWN. BUT IF I WAS THEM I’D PUT YOUR CARD THROUGH MY BIKE SPOKES AND RIDE THAT FUCKER DOWN EVERY STREET IN MÜLHEIM. BECAUSE WITHOUT YOU IN BED IT’S NIGHTS WITH STRINGS AND CABLES INSTEAD. AND THEY WON’T HOLD YOU BACK AS MUCH AS YOU WANT. THEY DON’T HOLD YOU BACK.
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Fak It (2023)
02:39
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SOMEONE SHOULD TELL YOU THAT YOUR HABITS ARE AS BAD AS THEY SEEM. WELL, THAT SOMEONE IS ME. IT’S THE COMPANY YOU KEEP. THEY CAN’T SEEM TO KEEP THEIR MOUTHS SHUT AND, WELL, THAT’S OKAY. IT’S EASIER TO SAY THAN TO DO, BUT WHY YOU? YOU’VE MISUNDERSTOOD MY INTENTIONS. I’M NOT COMING OVER ANYMORE. SO TURN AROUND AND WALK OUT THAT DOOR. IF WE’RE HAVING FUN THAN IT’S WORTH IT. WELL, ARE WE HAVING FUN? BECAUSE I’LL SHOW YOU WHAT YOU SHOULD’VE DONE. YOU’D HAVE BEEN BETTER OFF JUST LIGHTING YOUR MONEY ON FIRE. BECAUSE YOU’D HAVE BEEN BETTER OFF JUST LIGHTING YOUR MONEY ON FIRE. YOU’D HAVE BEEN BETTER OFF.
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IF I TELL YOU A SECRET, PROMISE NOT TO RUN YOUR MOUTH? YOU SEE, I’VE KEPT MY TRAP SHUT FOR ABOUT ONE WEEK NOW. BECAUSE IF THIS IS IT I’M GONNA GO OUT WITH A BANG, LEST A WHIMPER, AND SHOOT FROM THE HIP WITH A FAIR AND HONEST ANSWER. MAY YOU COME TRUE AND COME AROUND TO LET EVERYONE DOWN WITH ME? YOU SEE I’VE GOT PLANS AND THEY DON’T INVOLVE A SINGLE FRIEND HERE. TO WHICH YOU’VE GOT FRIENDS IN WHICH YOUR PLANS WILL REST FOR YEARS AND YEARS. BECAUSE KELLY HAD YOU PEGGED, OR AT LEAST YOUR MOTIVES, FROM THE START. WHEN EVERYTHING YOU SAID MISLED MY UPRIGHT BUT HOPELESS HEART. MAY YOU COME TRUE AND COME AROUND TO HURT THIS TOWN WITH ME? YOU SEE, THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS, WHEN EVERYBODY’S BEST FRIEND CONFESSES FEELINGS FOR ME ON A SUNSET WALNUT STREET BALCONY. WELL, I’M GONNA BE SORRY AND MAKE YOU SEE THAT YOU’RE GONNA BE SORRY YOU MESSED WITH ME. YOU MESSED WITH ME.
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Pinky Swear (2023)
03:12
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EVERY SINGLE CAR ON THE NEW JERSEY TURNPIKE HAS THEIR HAZARDS FLASHING FOR A FIREWORKS DISPLAY. I’LL STOP AND WATCH IT, BUT I’M TOO BUSY THINKING OF EVERY SINGLE CHANCE THAT I WAS TOO AFRAID TO TAKE. LIFE GETS IN THE WAY OF LIVING AND INTERRUPTS THE COULD-OF, WOULD-OF, SHOULD-OF THAT I ASK MYSELF EACH DAY. WHERE I’VE SPENT MY TIME, AND HOW I’M SPENDING IT, AND IF I’M SIMPLY WASTING IT AWAY. SO WHILE I SAT THERE, MOTOR HUMMING ON THE SHOULDER, I THOUGHT I’D FIND A PEN AND START TO WRITE MY FAILURES OUT. BUT THEN THE LIGHTS WERE GONE AND BOTH SIDES OF THE PAPER WERE FULL. SO HAZARDS OFF. TURN SIGNAL ON. GAS PEDAL DOWN. LIFE GETS IN THE WAY OF LIVING AND INTERRUPTS THE COULD-OF, WOULD-OF, SHOULD-OF THAT I ASK MYSELF EACH DAY. WHERE I’VE SPENT MY TIME AND HOW I’M SPENDING IT AND IF I’M SIMPLY WASTING IT AWAY. LIFE GETS IN THE WAY OF LIVING AND INTERRUPTS THE COULD-BE, WOULD-BE, SHOULD-BE THAT WE’RE OFFERED EVERY DAY. SO NOW THAT YOU AND I’VE BEEN GIVEN WHAT WE’VE WANTED LET’S MAKE A PINKY SWEAR THAT WE DON’T THROW IT ALL AWAY.
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