.[Aesop Rock]
By the comb in his beard, he is weird when he's lonely, I'm lonely and weird
Party in the backside over the ear in the wake of a sobering year>Faces of death on the regular, tricks of an apex predator>Escape from a tray of developer>Uncle a couple days off the sauce and a.
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