Lyrics of Moth-eaten deer head
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Damn it jim, i'm not a magician. and actually not even a doctor. i'm not a fucking doctor. a cuckoo clock never gives the right time. we swim up stream for the cuckoo's dream. it's no surprise just how low some will go.
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