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Shoulders Songtext
Desk in the back of
The truck we rented
Against the couch there
Fortunately

Too bad you quit you
Could use one of these
These cigarettes
Guess it's just me
Real goodbye

My shoulders are dark
Permanently
Disfigured mold
Augustine's mark

We leapt over a ditch
Who knew we'd make it
Across the line
Left for the bitch

Real goodbye
Finally

Five days or 22 years
This place meant I would die
(I'm gone, blink of an eye)
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