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Flew

from Buds by Torture Castle

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Cigarette stink all on my clothes, and when I finally wake up and make it in, no one knows. This outlook is bleak it’s not lost on me. Further down the road there’s no one there. Everyone disappeared into thin air. This outlook is bleak it’s not lost on me, and I wish I could pick some other way to cheat.

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from Buds, released August 22, 2022
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