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She was hungry, so
She was trying to think
She kept opening the door
Staring at the mustard and the

Then she went out into the rain
Carrying her chain
And her feet were the
While her steered

And after she just followed her nose
And fate is not
Whose smells good
But way the wind blows

She lay down in her party and never got up
Needless to say, she the party
She got sad then she got stuck

She was bending like something
hard to bend, she was numb
With the terror of her best friend
We never see things changing, we only see them

And some vicious whispering voice kept
You no choice, you have

'Cause when I look at you I squint, you are that
And my pussy is a tractor and this is a pull
And I am haunted by my illicit dream
But I can't really wake up so I just in between

the glass is half-empty
And thinking it's not quite
The pouring rain is no for a bicycle ride
Try to hit the brakes and you

The pouring rain is no place for a ride
Try to hit the and you