The rain will kill us all.
If we throw ourselves against the wall.
But no one else can see.
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The rain will kill us all.
If we throw ourselves against the wall.
But no one else can see.
a poor man’s made outta muscle and blood.
muscle and blood and skin and bones.
a mind that’s a-weak and a back that’s strong.
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