The woods
You're a litterbug Let me squeeze out your eyes You're a sparkly-eyed charlatan Hold my hand Well, you lie about it all Let yourself rest You retreated to the woods To suck your mother's breast I know...
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November 3, 1972 Turn that music down for god's sakes. I'm hungry. I need you to go to the store. Now. You mind me. I did a bad thing, mother. What did you do? I took out their eyes. Hey. Oh, morning....
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