.Chord spine the way of a splinter>
Masked bags with mixed days that didn't
Rhyme to me or speak to me
Rhyme to me or speak to me
Tan lines that burn in the winter
Mixed up with masks that didn't
Rhyme to me or speak to me.
I cried my quarters to sleep I did.
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