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28 DAYS >> Merchandise Links
28 DAYS
the sand is sifting by I only know that I will die and pay my taxes the rest is touch and go I wish I could just catch a glimpse of what's in store I've wanted since I can't recall I never know what to do I've never had a clue I feel the future don't tell me you don't feel it slip away
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