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knox brindle
| to hear me shouting at my youth / i need a way to sort it out / after i die, i’ll re-awake / redefine what was at stake / from the hindsight of a god / i’ll see the people that i used / see the substance i abused / the ugly places that i lived / did i make money, was i proud? / did i play my songs too loud? / did i leave my life to chance / or did i make you fucking dance? |
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