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i think you saw me confronting my fear
it went up with the bottle and went down with the beer and
i think you ought to stay away from here

there are ghosts in the walls and they
crawl in your head through your ear

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guess i have fallen for the biggest hipsterĀ 

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A folk song is what’s wrong and how to fix it or it could be
who’s hungry and where their mouth is or
who’s out of work and where the job is or
who’s broke and where the money is or
who’s carrying a gun and where the peace is. -Woody Guthrie
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2 a.m., i’m thinking about how lucky i’ve been

6 a.m., i’m thinking about how lonely i’ve been

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