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put all my books in a box put them in a concrete cube and underneath more boxes, hidden behind boxes i'll get in one too i just threw out another gift i know it had a bit of thought but mary we won't talk soon i have no use for crocks, now have no use for gifts you're gonna be piles i'm gonna be a packrat and that's good shit start to empty out my drawers start to empty out my home now i'm a vacant home for the last work of a soul gotta get drunk one last time it's gonna get sadder it's gonna get weirder 'til i'm gone, 'til i'm gone it's gonna get sadder it's gonna get weirder until i'm gone now it's kind of what i want but regardless, thanks a lot for letting me stay on your futon it's gonna get sadder it's gonna get weirder when i'm gone now i don't know what i want but regardless, thanks a lot for letting me stay on the futon put all my books in a box to put them in a concrete cube and underneath more boxes, and hidden behind boxes i'll get in one too. |
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