."Creepy and sullen and running out of room
In my little tomb, my little tomb
I'll plant a seed there to remember you
at the may fair with your long ass curly hair>
We had a pirate band, a tear for every grain of sand
and I was fighting with my hands. Oooooo
This cam.
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