Love On the Rocks, Johnnie
They say that nothing is free amid this world
Most definitely, depending upon who as whom....
High crime scratch their eyes spinning broken vinyl
Time your daddy was lying to you hitch because there's
No truth betwixt his parched crumbling destitute lips tilting
Tides this crown of mine castles atop the sand another hail mary
Goal line stand goodbye crackling road your candle burned out long before
Bay's seaweed paresis door, ever will ? Quicksand note Joey's got a boat white sharks.
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