Paroles de Four Feet Of Fence
fed into context,i'll take it off your mind.
it tastes the same,
free from pain,
smells the same,
smells like rain.
some hair to swing from,
and ground for your dismount.
your shame tastes like rain.
i'd drink your pain.
for the smell of your hands.
some hair to swing from,
and ground for your dismount.
your shame tastes like rain.
i'd drink your pain.
for the smell of your hands.
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