Grayish like matter
Doesn't matter.
Little by little
Turns into lither.
The road is long
You got to be strong
Playing ping-pong
With every sung song.
Bitter beer tastes
Like fish bait.
I feel free
After I've peed.
Doesn't matter.
Little by little
Turns into lither.
The road is long
You got to be strong
Playing ping-pong
With every sung song.
Bitter beer tastes
Like fish bait.
I feel free
After I've peed.
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