I taunt a coffin with an awful grin
as I toss off caution for pockets stocked with sin
often caught with nostrils chalked with win
my thoughts often lost blown off in the wind.
I taunt a coffin with an awful grin
as I toss off caution for pockets stocked with sin
often caught with nostrils chalked with win
my thoughts often lost blown off in the wind.
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