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a brush with death should make me beautifulwho gave the crow that telling voice?felt good enough to go and do some damagereleasing that important crowing noise
It's gonna hurt me
It's gonna hurt meas much as it hurts youlow on meat and high on fliesyou were hunted down by packs of liesfalling like fruit bats in a bright sunbeamcaught for mining someone else's seam
It's gonna hurt me
It's gonna hurt meas much as it hurts you
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