GAMES

LYRIC QUIZ

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I was fucked up by 5, talking nothing but jive. Told the bartender he'd never take me alive.


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“Didn't believe I could stray from home. Indian Summer I was all alone, and I didn't believe I was doing wrong, but I hurt you.”
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