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Victimized by Tennis Lyrics

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Artist- Futo

Album-I Wish I Had Been Born As The Rain That Forms Rivers That Carve Out Canyons

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.I never liked tennis,
It gave my mother bad knees.
It brought my father to his end,
I never understood.

There is no such thing
As a dignified final resting place.
There is only what’s convenient
There is only what is easiest.

He took his shoes off,
He la.

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